Poetry
Poem – KING (By John Stanizzi)
KING B.B. King, Bushnell Auditorium, Hartford, CT B.B. King wasn’t through one song when I became possessed and was torn from my seat, Ernie imploring me, No! No! John! John! But he was too late. I was ...
Poem – Travelogue (By Gary Beck)
Travelogue Voyagers no longer disembark at decayed seaports, piers rotting where sturdy ships once docked delivering the wealthy the hopeful, travel plans replaced by accommodating airlines getting us to destinations so quickly there’s no transition between coming and going, just ...
Poem – Time (By Chanacee Ruth-Killgore)
Time We walk, we run We push... forward Everyday Every moment Focused on something, anything Busy-ness ...but this moment Here, now Was made for stillness Silence Awe You have the time You don't make it Receive it... This precious gift ...
Poem – The Blessing way (By Michael Ifeanyi Akuchie)
The Blessing way many a time have I been told that the way to God was one's heart & and that money has no place in the kingdom of God. I still wonder if the sight that my dazed eyes ...
Poem – HOW I KEEP FIT (By John Grey)
HOW I KEEP FIT - By John Grey The sidewalks in the city are like exercise equipment. There's a mix of long strides on the cement treadmill and the shorter, quicker gait of the elliptical workout. A few stand at ...
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 – CAPTIVES OF FREEDOM (By Alozor Michael Ikechukwu)
CAPTIVES OF FREEDOM Like birds free flying in a circus, We glide, slide our space, Glee-filled, ecstatic, Within our handlers` panegyric`s confines. We celebrate the limitedness we embraced, Brewed to skew our dawning awakening, Pegging our independence to a time, ...
Poem – Bucket List (By Abdulrahman Abuyaman)
Bucket List before I expire, i’d defy the laws of gravity, by breastroking through the atmosphere, upwards. i’ll then settle on the fluffiest of the floating beds in the sky; sipping copiously from my bottle of malta in high spirit ...
Poem – I Too Shall Marry (By Wafula p’Khisa)
Once they spot me All my bakoki disappear Like dew in the morning sun Pledging to see their halves Or take children on rounds Leaving me desperate. I too shall marry because I disgraced not my uncle To curse me ...
