Categoría: poetry
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“Father of Autumn” by Yongbo Ma
Father of Autumn sets forth from the flowershe passes through all things and the darkness between themdeepening himself in the light, with plenteous flamesgathered between his browsriding a bundle of rice stalksfather of Autumn glides like sunlight over the water’s edgehe goes to the heights, a great golden axe glowing…
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Coal by kushal Poddar
On the bed your flesh, incandescent, begins to glow although it is yet to be that hour. . In half light I search the room. I give up after failing to remember what it is I want. . I return beside you, now as a coal, cold, and ready for…
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Different Kinds of Art: Thursday Doors: The Owl House, Nieu Bethesda Part 2
Helen Martins’ Glass House Before creating the sculptures in her garden, Helen Martins decorated the entire inside of her house. Set out below are some interesting facts about her house called The Owl House. Walls made of crushed glass: Helen ground up thousands of glass bottles and used glue to…
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“Happiness as a religion” by Mykyta Ryzhykh
Another day when I pretend that this poem is needed by someoneAnd meanwhile stand there vomiting into the toilet the chocolate of lonelinessWhat else can you suggest to fill this emptiness in my chest, stomach, intestines, kidneys?Every letter in my head turns into the first man I meetOh yes, I…
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Longer than a Lifespan by Karlyn Miraflor
Longer than a Lifespan by Karlyn Miraflor My love for you remains pure and true.Beyond physical existence, distance, and time apartMidway heaven and earthAcross the galaxies In the troposphereI hold space of breathes alive in every wishesTo be with you againThe love of my lifeThe toddlers whose warmth touched my…
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Dancing With My Shades by R. Gerry Fabian
For a long time, I mistook my ghosts for elongated shadows who only showed in sunshine but I have learned to interpret cadences and rhythms. . Now, I hold fast to my specters They are like Native American spirits – in the air, in fire, in passion, in pain- like…
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September’s Blame by A. Cyr
The sun sets lower—September’s to blame—cooling a hazy breezeto a calm stillness.Cancer runs in my family.Autumn always brought the news.It wasn’t spring or summer;diagnosis rolled into fall.This year, no such news—fingers crossed. It was a Saturday drive,nothing special—hills rising,sappy love songs playing—Darla would butcher the lyrics.We laughed.She coughed.She’d been coughing…
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“I Wanna Be a High Roller!” by H.L. Dowless
I want to be a high roller,Walk around with the big dogsBaby,A real-life man of action,Rock ‘n roll out-a-controller! Don’t want to be no pokinyo chauwawaLady,I want to howl at the moon with Spike!I have what you and many centerfold models want.Dear woman,We all know fast times mixed with big…
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Finally, Someone Who Can Hurt Me More Than I Can by Scott Thomas Outlar
And now the bees come in place of butterflies . and though they can sting they’re still beautiful just the same . you were my greatest teacher in the end beating me down to dust like the ash of those who fell before me at your grinding pressure . so…
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Poems About School by Lynn White
Miss Pass My first best friend was Susan.We were inseparable.Soon we would be starting school.Starting at the same school.It shouldn’t be a problem.But Susan was three months olderand this was a problem.She must start earlier,and we would be parted.Unthinkable!!Such concern from our parents.But all was well.It wouldn’t be a problem.And…
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Lords of the sky by Tony Ashenden
Two buzzards in a thermal chimney soar high above the hillside wings in silhouette sky dancing over field and copse. . Suddenly they hover Soundlessly fall like an upthrown stone claws outstretched and disappear from sight. . Natures’ patient hunters momentary beings expressions of ancient harmony In a world said…
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Giddy by Nigel Byng
Giddy by Nigel Byng I felt the earth spin, onceNothing to do with love,Just tilting inertia.The one epiphanyslanting dispositionunhinged from mooring firm.Mind illuminated.Awe… serendipity.Parched lips, sweat-dappled browResurgent consciousness.Poundage wise, mind bending.Grab hold, steady the reins man!It lasts but a second.Hesitate, and it’s lost.Destiny in orbitEncounters sun and moonThe affairs of…
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Pet Peeves 5-7 by Carl Bernard Schwartz
PERSONAL PEEVE ♾️+ 5: I HAVE BEEN DISOWNED Used to get TV broadcast listings printedIn the local daily newspaper and wouldMark which baseball, football, or basketballGames I wanted to view, then I could evenWatch one while recording another. TimesHave sure changed for the worse. For the most part, these games…
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The Innocence of The Waterlilies by kushal Poddar
The waterlilies have been fascinating him since the days before he began painting or inhaled Monet. . He tells me that. We stand in the pond’s desert. An October moon searches for us. We hide our innocence from its beams. The shrubs bleed us, make us pale. . He fails…
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“Noon” by Yongbo Ma
All the gods of this world are restingthe sky has sucked in all soundsand turned perfectly bright On such a silent noon, looking up in a dark dwellinglike someone waiting for a miraclesitting at the half-bright, half-dark doorway Behind are the furniture in the dark, clumsy old beastswhere light dies…
