Soul Fountain
Poem – Everybody Don’t Have Somebody (By Donal Mahoney)
Everybody Don't Have Somebody The man in the ER, sutured and bandaged, told the nurse there wasn't anyone she could call to give him a lift home. He said he'd take a bus once he had a chance to check his ...
Poem – Notes Upon Viewing (By JD DeHart)
Notes Upon Viewing The still-frame, captured eye, I do not ask permission to see. When I enter the theater, I simply view. The camera takes me where I want to go, high in the air where I have never been. ...
Poem – HOW TO BREAK SNOW (By John Grey)
HOW TO BREAK SNOW - By John Grey Something foreign helps, armored vehicles adorned with unfamiliar grim-faced eagles rolling down white slopes, and explosions in the distance, close at hand - loud red, even louder black, instant thaw. No tool ...
Poem – Cremation (By David Russell)
Cremation I’ve always believed in cremation; Flames bleach the world, unclutter living things. Let scum survivors, grasshoppers Leave cemeteries a mess Of living impulses dismembered. Not knowing fire’s totality But sickly honouring it stunting In tortured carbon stench. I’ve always ...
Poem – 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 ...
Poem – Waiting Out a Storm (By Thomas Locicero)
Waiting Out a Storm I consider the peculiar heft of ostensibly touchable clouds, the gray and black mix that puff out of the last of the azure. Hints of sapphire seem to keep the rain at bay, but the sky ...
Poem – Crossword Adventurer (By David Russell)
Crossword Adventurer Isn’t it great! The chessboard gone wonky, Thrust into eddies of new clusters – All-dimensional vistas. Isn’t it great to peel and pave the words, To lick their sounds, To hone the code letters with your pencil sharpener ...
Poem – Part II (By David Russell)
Part II Let calcium lines be shaved of moss and other growth be centered, Re-score the patterns. All who change and slither shall live; those who clinch all roots shall perish. Wilful ignoring and retraction is a key to survival ...
Poem – SEA CHANGE? (By Ray Gallucci)
SEA CHANGE? We typically live not a century here. And most of us travel less farther than near. It’s said, “Change is good,” though just few travel far, But see such variety – Fortunate are! So what of the many ...
Poem – A Voice Says Cry (By Nosakhare Collins)
A voice says ‘cry’ A voce says ‘cry’ And I said, what shall I cry? All flash is grass, For all the beauty is like the flower of the field. The grass withers, the flower fades, When the breath of ...
