The Artwork of David Russell
Category: Soul Fountain
Poem – SEDUCTION IN SILICON (By Joseph Cavera)
SEDUCTION IN SILICON (By Joseph Cavera) Cerulean shines capture my eyes in curvaceous well-fashioned shapes the likes of which my dreams can only dream of, teetering along the lines of slipping into her artificial façade, her smooth hips and luscious lips of lighter tones, silicon strips replace her bones, meld with mine in seductive shattering, surreal captivating symmetry, her […]
Read morePoem – Thoughts While Waiting in the ER (By Donal Mahoney)
You thought you knew her. She thought she knew you. Neither was true but this happens at times at Happy Hour on Fridays after a long week of work. The rapport was strong. Amazing, you thought. She might be someone you’d see more than once. She had a nice apartment or maybe it was a condo a big double bed […]
Read morePoem – WILL YOU BE HERE? (By Ray Gallucci)
WILL YOU BE HERE? When swollen Sun burns red the sky, Will you be salty basin dry? When Moon is just a distant speck, Will you no longer coastlines wreck? When Venus orbits sun no more, Will you, like Mars, be endless shore? When comet last has Sunward plunged, Will you be memory expunged? When you […]
Read morePoem – Swig (By JD DeHart)
Swig How many people live their lives balanced on cups of caffeine or, like my recently deceased uncle, fill their trailer lives with brown bottles, windows hazed over with cigarette smoking, deciding it too difficult to rise from the stained sofa, choosing old Star Trek VHS movies instead of walking into reality?
Read morePoem – I Have Not Forgotten Fancy (By Emmanuel Stephen Ogboh)
I Have Not Forgotten Fancy Prologue: “Talk about the devil And show me the angel, Fancy Who doesn’t need an anvil To forge or hammer his fallacies” Chapter One: forgive me; I’m unworthy to lace your fancy shoes, I’m unworthy to call you a lair; I’ll leave that to the voices in your guitar— the ones that knew […]
Read moreSong Lyrics – Almost Nothing On My TV (By Melissa R. Mendelson)
Almost Nothing On My TV by, Melissa R. Mendelson The summer’s coming to an end. I’m sitting on my porch, watching it die. Enjoying the heat and watching time fly, And there’s nothing on my tv. Almost nothing at all. All the good stuff is waiting for the fall. There is the good Preacher, Trying to save us […]
Read morePoem – THE STUDS IN THE BAR (By John Grey)
THE STUDS IN THE BAR – By John Grey Rosalie is at the bar thinking – who’s next? Then two extravagant, exaggerated beings enter, one behind the other, like stallions, heads high, tails swishing, threaten to pull the floor out from under the regular male patrons with their jangling gold, French cologne, and styled hair flopping on the brow like […]
Read morePoem – Where the Grass Grows (By David Hernandez)
Where the Grass Grows Sunlight narrows the shadow, spreading across the writer’s back to his face. He wakes, ready to feed his children, walks through the halls, and out to the patio with a leash around his neck, and a nurse by his side. Near the cracks in the concrete that shape the letter Z, he sees their hair. […]
Read morePoem – Discourse (By David Russell)
Discourse He was the foam on the backwash of conversation, Repelled by the safety-pier; Seeming to crave a knife to answer The upward wave-choppings, He felt as if there were an invisible plastic partition Segmenting the round, globular flatness Of all within his view – A tank, cramping and inflexible To cramp that perfect essence. Blocks and straight lines […]
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