Poem – Echoes (By Chanacee Ruth-Killgore)

Echoes   Sometimes… laughter echoes, hollow, haunting and mean.   Mocking memories and gnawing away at the mangled pieces left behind.   Raw, aching moments past, their humor lost. The memory though still too near.   ~Chanacee Ruth-Killgore   Author Bio: Chanacee Ruth-Killgore lives in East Tennessee with her husband, Michael, and their two wild and crazy pups, Wrigley and […]

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Poem By SIMON PERCHIK

Poem By SIMON PERCHIK   * Though there’s no leak your hand at every turn makes the adjustment takes hold the way this wrench   begins as mountainside, workable picked up and the pebble dragged off circles down, carving out her name   and from your mouth the stutter tighter, tighter –it’s all about the water isn’t it? a spill […]

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Poem – BANG FOR THE BUCK (By Ray Gallucci)

  BANG FOR THE BUCK (http://www.bbc.co.uk/nature/extinction_causes; http://en.wikipedia.org/Wilkes_Land_crater; http://www.endangeredspeciesinternational.org/overview.html; http://researchnews.osu.edu/archive/erthboom.htm; http://tulane.edu/~sanelson/Natural_Disasters/impact.htm)   There’ve been five big ones that we know That dealt a cataclysmic blow To life existing on the earth And one to which the moon gave birth.   It’s speculated early two Occurred when earth grew hot then cooled So melting, freezing glacial mass Caused ocean level changes vast. […]

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Poem – MY WORDS (By Elaine Nadal)

MY WORDS – By Elaine Nadal Inadequate fragments embedded with Ay, No puede ser, Sí se puede, Pura vida lacking punctuation misunderstood tirelessly running on and on syncopating along the way Lo tengo to’ pensao Pues a veces sometimes spontaneous problem-solving compassionate “Bendito, don’t you worry cariño.” creative making my own spice an unconventional lexicon embedded with made-up words feel […]

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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 believed in cremation Ever since I read of great skull mountains; Those potash handfuls are so clean […]

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