Tag: poetry
Four Poems | PW Covington
Vampire Conditions These are vampire conditions, Brian Pulling in all manner of matter and kindness Taking it all, letting nothing escape The many varieties of vampire Stalking through William Burroughs’ Western Lands Through Milky Way Los Angeles…and worse Vampirism is as American As the Internet Always taking more than giving Dead and dying, always more […]
Four Poems | Ramachandran M A
This Time this time you set off for a house in the shadow of a leaf this time you stand in a house that doesn’t exist still this time you open a door and a window to the garden this time in the leaf-fall this time neither your father […]
Once Upon A Virus – A Work Of Art Inspired By A Poet’s Survival Of The Pandemic That Rocked The World
Reading poems as a child was such a bore sometimes. Though I read them quite often, I never enjoyed it. I was never a fan. It was as if they hid the written words in a painted veil waiting to be unmasked by the reader-a daunting chore I felt I wasn’t yet ready for. Even […]
Affection & Other Accidents – A Poet’s Grief and Vulnerability watermarked in this collection of poems
Reviewer: Creative Titan Dami Ajayi’s latest release “Affection & Other Accidents” is his third volume of poems, after his first volume “Clinical Blues” and his second collection, “A Woman’s Body is a Country” which were released to great acclaim. This new release reveals a poet at the peak of his literary powers. Like the […]
Four Poems|John Grey
MORNING IS Morning is a sparrow perched on a rooftop, trilling short sweet notes. Or a blue jay circling, hacking like an old man clearing his throat. It’s not me. It’s not my yawns. It’s not my knuckles rubbing their way into my eye sockets. Morning is always beyond the window. It’s a flower nudged […]
Four Poems|Ian Mullins
Behind The Bar Paddling in piss, the gents unblocked, I steer a course back behind the bar. Lisa pulls her last half-pint while I count the tips and lock the doors. We wait for our lifts in the drooling rain. A police car slows down to examine our faces, turning off its siren as […]
Four Poems|Paul Tanner
spoilsport my first shift, they sent me out with a shopping list: coffee? check. sugar? check. butt plugs … wait, what? butt plugs? I rolled my eyes at their wit and went back … the boss and supervisor were waiting: did you get the butt plugs? the boss asked. I said no. but you […]
Resist The Muse of Sadness|Adeola Juwon Gbalajobi|Poetry
Resist the muse of sadness, still the pen till your heart buzzes with gladness & beats like joyful hymns. Resist the muse of sadness, don’t line your verses with metaphors of sorrow & imagery of pain. Let your pen dance with joy. Write about the scenic morning &the sonic birds, the colourful flowers that […]
Three Poems | Taiwo Odesanya
In This Green Land In this green land, we do not breathe Oxygen, We breathe fear for we do not know, Where and when the next bomb or shot will fall, In this green land, we do not speak the language of love, It’s ethnic hatred that oozes from our mouths, We hide like Chameleons, […]
Four Poems | Michael Brockley
Aloha Shirt Man sings Rosalita, jump over the lion while he walks his German shepherd toward Halloween. He’s trapped in a mondegreen prison where he a capellas ain’t no woman like the one-eyed Gott and all the lonely Starbucks lovers. In this detour through cities built on sausage rolls, he is born again in a […]