VERMILLION SPACE (By Joseph Cavera) Think of all the ways we do The things that run all our days through At that clever standing pace Fly up this world’s human race I’d sooner see black comets pass Than the fall of upper brass At least the Earth’s still free and here That’s just till I disappear… So […]
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Answering Machine My wife’s upset because I won’t answer the phone in the middle of the night even though the phone’s on my side of the bed. And I say that’s because after all these years we both know whenever the phone rings in the middle of the night, someone we know, maybe someone we love, has […]
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AWAKENING (By Nicolo Santilli) there are realms of beauty which can only be approached by dark paths and their glow is the brightness of darkness and suffering awakening into light
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She Climaxed she starts with a song. suddenly, a dirge too limp with grief, like the skies in Pompeii. it’s killed the birds in my heart, ships stagger like a drunk, into the white-blush of maddened waves. the earth popped open as an old wine bursts froth; like a hungry lioness she opened her jaws separating families with […]
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To The Last Detail AND THE YOUNG WHORE PLAYED OUT HER PART AS THE FORGOTTEN SAILORS PLAYED OUT THEIRS SHE LOOKED SO LOVELY SITTING THERE ALL NAKED AND BEAUTIFUL ENTICING THE PRISONER TO RUN AWAY. AND HE DID TRY TO RUN AWAY BUT HIS COMPADRES CAUGHT HIM REBUKING HIM FOR ESCAPING ABUSING HIM FOR RUNNING […]
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In Good Company Hurt for the first time again, they swear to live, seeking protection in the indelible mirror; yet they stare in hope of freezing the image they hope all will see. Broken anew, birthing twins to the old scars, finding a smile in a figure of fragile wax, they must, and know to stay away from […]
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The snowman doesn’t know why the reasons are balanced perfectly by feelings. He was dealing last week with a snowstorm wondering how many snowflakes could fall. The snowman thinks of the pure joy of being alive. Now, the rain comes down in trickles to melt the snow, and he wants to let all the weight of fall to the […]
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The following is a collection of poems about Vietnam veterans and how their lives were forever changed by the horrific effects of the herbicidal warfare compound known as Agent Orange. A Life Without Guard Rails You think you got problems? You probably do but would you trade with Phillip, a Vietnam vet who still thinks Agent Orange lurks in every puddle […]
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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 a memory of solid metal, So that it cannot be penetrated by knowledge, So that the […]
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HIS GREAT DAY Turns out I was the great man after all. Otherwise, why the suits. Why the priest taking time out of his busy day to eulogize me. And look at those tears. To think I lived all of these unwept years figuring maybe some people were born without ducts. And they’re hugging each other. For me, the warring […]
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