Soul Fountain
Poem – THE GHOSTS OF TIME (By Ray Gallucci)
THE GHOSTS OF TIME The moon so ghostly naked in space, A very inhospitable place, Long thought devoid forever of life Was once the post for some other race. Beneath its surface split as by knife, In hollowed chamber built ...
Poem – On Purpose (By Chanacee Ruth-Killgore)
On Purpose By: Chanacee Ruth-Killgore Not on water do I walk and, it's true, I'm challenged by dry land. I can do, though, what I can. It is that alone which matters. All else lingers… shiny and superfluous, full of false promises ...
Poem – Streets (By Joshua Medsker)
Streets My bright pavements, you inspire my night you fed and frightened I dream about the cold down in the cracks between dark and light Anchorage nights crunching snow I was streamlined, nocturnal. Bold frost on dirty street signs And ...
Poem – The Fiction of Art (By Lee Marc Stein)
The Fiction of Art Captive on canvas, a gray-haired man stands, palms outstretched, shoulders in deep shrug, pleading with a woman bone-thin with rage who aims an arthritic finger at him. An orange cat cowers under a corner table. How ...
Poem – VICE (By Joseph Cavera)
VICE (By Joseph Cavera) Perhaps I stare too long into the dark Stretching my ligaments to their last inch Could not be lifted to life by a winch Her naps with me do not permit me to hark Beauty distracts ...
Poem – SILENT WINTER (By Robert Trabold)
SILENT WINTER (By Robert Trabold) Bitter cold – wind touch the bones. Snow coming – came same weather – no change. I have to stay home not many activities outside – meetings cancelled too cold. Change for me - have ...
Poem – Lore (By David Russell)
Lore Knowledge, as a dish of elusive ice-cubes Floating in acid Touching each one, propels its elusiveness; The mediation of the utensil cannot be avoided. Acid me, hand me, cube me; Cuddling smudges, polychromatic pollution, Knowledge spectrum. He must make ...
Poem – Scorpion (By David Russell)
Scorpion I touched a scorpion; it struck. It was my fault; I had been warned – But for one split second Its beauty-fascination wrenched me From reason’s ice. I don’t think anyone could find a scorpion ugly, They shine too ...
Poem – Revue (By Rony Nair)
There’s the varnish. the wall. the tinder of grey, that give off the stench, of a world trying; in the pontificate. the joke, the stretch. Monotones; That wonder whether to accost, Accede. An unfamiliar rotundity next to a soon to ...
Poem – The Chibok Tale (By Adebesin Ibraheem)
The Chibok Tale It’s a haunting tale that unites humanity As the Chibok zone of remote obscurity Crept into global consciousness in its adversity The day the puritan extremists sacked A Chibok school in phony military tact And snatched supple ...
