Category: Poetry
Three Poems| John Grey
ABANDONED NEW HAMPSHIRE FARMHOUSE Forest devours wood like a crow feasting on road-kill, clapboard and stump, press-ganged into the cause of future trees. Even fireplace bricks, hard as farmers, mulch their way to rain-pocked clay. The garden has eloped with wildflowers. Fence posts dig their own grave. Only glass and metal take […]
Four Poems| Michael Brockley
Bob Dylan’s Harmonica Speaks Its Mind Hohner, here, you stallions and fillies. Harp’ll do too. If my voice sounds like cinders rattling off the undercarriage of a train, I spent the last fifty years sucking Chesterfield smokes and Camel breath. At least during those times when Grunt weren’t blowin’ electric on “Tangled Up in […]
Four Poems | Lynn White
Afraid Of The Light I am not afraid of the dark. Night time engulfs me, covers me gently with it’s thick darkness, comforts me with its curtains of blackness. I don’t need to hide. It hides me. So I bury myself in the darkness, the good thick subterranean darkness let it cover my face so […]
Three Poems | Zainab Raji
A Daisy’s Dilemma A daisy came alive in summer Had itself two daisies to either side A cape father, a gloriosa mother Its yellow disc was a beauty Its white petals, a light They opened by day and oft closed by night Through rainstorms, through sunshine It came in and out all its life Green […]
Elster Creek: Dark View | Allan Lake | Poetry
My partner is afraid of bats in a world where anti-vax fanatics deny the existence of a pandemic as people drop in all directions. She fears that a bat will latch onto her neck and sip her blood in a country where major banks – like casinos – massage the trusting in order […]
Three Poems | Bisola Bada
endangered I want to write a poem that speaks of deers, antelopes, pouched rats & many other endangered games in the hands of hunters in the black continent but how do I write this on paper when this poet & her gender are endangered species in the fist of patriarchs & misogynists but […]
Two Poems | Stephen House
whatever vocation it was the method best practiced believing my unexpected thing for life i suppose what else could i do daily craft writing performing nightly show sometimes resilient in my whatever vocation on and on i go add this to the trickle creating a must as they wait for why there […]
Four Poems | Michael Brockley
A Blind Date with Wendy, Before “Born to Run” My sister fixed me up with Wendy over a Fourth of July weekend. The Jersey girl was finishing a special ed degree at Ball State. Kept one eye on the fast lane eastbound out of town. Said she missed the Jersey boardwalk and having a […]
Four Poems | Lynn White
Melting Away She could still remember the warm days of summer, seaside holidays, times without end. Almost. Tick tock. But now the warmth is too much and time is melting away in the sun. Tick tock, tick tock goes her memory curling up in the heat and dying like a beached whale […]
Three Poems | Ahmad Al-Khatat
Unwelcomed Farewell When you articulate nothing at all My heart becomes an occupied city With the noise from the rockets, not birds The clouds drop blood on my fictional planet. The blue skies open its chest to those fireworks I look at those happy faces, lovers kissing lips, and pretty dresses. I am […]