As One City girl in woods. A lake. A pier. Feet submerged. She squeals. It is cold. Aching ebbs. She sighs. Yellow butterfly hovers. Sharing wing music. Baby bass swimming. Fishers. Poles over shoulders. City girl shooes them. Feet over pebbles. Clumsy dance around boulders to the warblers’ beat. Fifty feet beneath limbs, leaves, parting […]
Read more "CARLA M. CHERRY – 3 POEMS"Writing It all starts on a blank page, blank like the silence that surrounds me every day. The things that no one else will say. That blank space into which I cast my line, trying to find out what the next line is again and again and again like punching against a wall of silence […]
Read more "Daniel Schulz – 4 POEMS"WHEN THE VIRUS CAME & STOLE MY WORDS The dreaded virus came & went but It hit hard for a few days when it was Even a struggle to make it off my Couch to my damn sofa but those days Are now firmly behind me but still Something lurks as if this lethargy may […]
Read more "BRADFORD MIDDLETON – 2 POEMS"POETS IN THE RAIN All poets are crazy. Listen to them soak sponge in early rain medley notes sounding off. Crazy, suicidal, we know who they are: Edgar Allan Poe, Sylvia Plath, Dylan Thomas the drunk, Anne Sexton, Teasdale. This group grows a Pinocchio nose. At times I capture you here under control. I want […]
Read more "Michael Lee Johnson – POETS IN THE RAIN"GODDESS OF THE GOLDEN PATH She follows the magic of red bumblebee and fruit tree. In her honor I conduct lightning rods over scrolls of ancient China. Like a dance gliding over ice on a sidewalk, she’ll swing to heal my soul. She’ll be cheering for me as I emerge from pools of old ghosts […]
Read more "CLIFFORD SAUNDERS – 2 POEMS"I Remember, Lance, the Last Time I Saw You Step by step the snowthrough the windowof your dad’s study. With empty spaceyou shake hands.I asked if I could touch you.Who was that meant to ease? Before I left, I spoke to your momin the breakfast nook.She told me what you told hera few weeks ago, […]
Read more "TIM STALEY – I REMEMBER, LANCE, THE LAST TIME I SAW YOU"The Coming It rained so hard that night it blocked the sunlong before it nudged the shouldersof the mountain, and darkness lingers still.Some were surprised, but there were signs.Their acolytes announced it from the rooftops,and every corner of the public square,where truth was sacrificed at the altarof greed and superstitious woe,as talking heads replaced golden […]
Read more "JEFF LEWIS – The Coming"After Paz Words sifted througha pail of pebbles.My mind overrunby thoughts unleashed.Day and night splitby a seam throughwhich dusk travels.I write letters tofaded memories,to resentmentsand their knives.Words as scatteredas the voices ofmany songbirds.One page isn’t enoughbut two are too many.Words. Voices.Memories hid in darkcorners, behind bookshelves.Wait for them untilthey pull you betweenpast and present.
Read more "BRUCE GUNTHER – AFTER PAZ"No Regrets Saturday morning. Writing another postcard. She looks out the window. Oh. Geez. Not again. “Dear Elaine,” she writes. “There’s a tree. Next to the driveway. Bushy. This tree. With a million leaves. At least. Maybe more. Probably. More. In the spring it coats my car with pollen. Greasy. Nasty stuff. In the summer […]
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