Etiqueta: poetry
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Just Because by Ali Grimshaw
I teach themabout the magic eraser of fresh startsfar more valuable than double-digit multiplicationor how to identify an adverb. I teach themto listen for their own questionsones that lift and spring forth aliveness.The ones that come from within. I teach themin the hot and cold timesheartbreak tsunami, within or without walls.They are…
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«Making Soup in Spain» by Donna Pucciani
An American visiting Madrid, my husbandplans to make chicken soup for the grandkids.At the supermercado, he requests the chicken,then finds the carrots. Celery proves elusive. After two more shops,a vain search for pale, tough stalks yieldsa handful of dark greens resembling parsley,wrapped in plastic. It will do. In the kitchen,…
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«Estranged» by Chyrel J. Jackson
The heaviest footfalls my heartwould ever know came fromfamily members lined up inanger at my parents’ front door.The loud crescendo of rushingmendacious feet.Such a dreadful, pitifully sadday. Where life becomes frozen in time. No strength to say what needs to be said. Out of respect for the newlydead. Stifling gasping…
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The Other Side by Laura Bennett
Image by Kevin from The Beginning at Last The time has come, I did my best Upon my final day of rest To live this life just one more time An older soul in body and mind Served my purpose, conscience clear Hearing the whisper of spirits near Calming peace…
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Love’s Credo by Tony Ashenden
Fuse emotion and thoughts in one, their hidden sounds are symphony, where words and moves unwedded coil in past and future memory.Stand and shout and jump for joy, the white moon waxing sets the tide moves our mind and seeds our life: the joyous soul we cannot hide.Tomorrow comes tomorrow goes.Time cannot erase or change the union…
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The Gypsy Girl at Lead by Dr. Ratan Bhattacharjee
True love of a genuine gypsy girl is magicaland it has the unextinguished firethat has the glow of a midday sunI recall your lovely countenance,your sprightly dance, and joyous songwhen you are goneBe it winter snow or summer heat,we enjoyed our divine togethernesseach moment like the cherry blossom,Iowa Chrysanthemum or…
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«think about it…» by John Yamrus
think about it… what would you doif everything in your life wasperfect. noproblems. nobills. noworries. nothing butperfect. the horroris beyond imagining. don’t let them fool you… god knew what he was doing when he createddeath. Copyright © 2025 John YamrusAll Rights Reserved
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«Joy Comes in the Morning» by Barbara Leonhard, Melissa Lemay, and Nolcha Fox
My car wouldn’t start.I pushed it off a cliff and watchedthe luminous sunrise. Sunrise paid two bird tweets for my junker carand donated it to Butterflies Anonymous. The brilliant sunshine smashed my coffee maker,spilling my joy into puddles. A voice spoke, “Too muchcaffeine will give your tummy butterflies!” I knew…
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Vernal Anomie by Ed Ahern
There is discomfort to spring,a molting of body and spirit.Cold stoicism splinteredinto unpredictable moods.Ablutions in artificial privacyexposed to daylight’s glare.Active time bloated relentlessly,suffocating cozy leisure.Dressing is clothing roulette.There is discomfort to spring.Copyright © 2025 Ed AhernAll Rights Reserved Ed Ahern resumed writing after forty odd years in foreign intelligence and…
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Fear by Sharmini Rogers
I am a sparrow.A pretty ordinary brown sparrow.Every day I flew from tree to tree pecking off the olive groves.Sometimes even people fed me leftovers.Life was good, until the big metal roaring birds flew over,Dropping their big balls of fire.Now there are no more olive groves.There are no more houses…
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«Unfinished Exit» by Claudia Wysocky
I keep thinkingabout the time in high schoolwhen you drewmea map of the city,I still have it somewhere.It was so easyto get lostin a place where all the treeslook the same.And nowevery time I seea missing person’s posterstapled to a pole,all I can think isthat could have been me.Missing,disappeared. But…
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«AI Robot Barbie Sues Disney» by Barbara Leonhard
Minnie Mouse is beset with fantastic screams,& fans, their open jaws of stunned outrage,their eyes, burned by the laser effects so brightthat Sleeping Beauty lies awake all night from the news— AI Robot Barbie, hired away from Mattel to join the royal court & nowfired by Disney amid ongoing investigations…
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Cheval Mirror by Sterling Warner
Black lace crinolinehung below phantom kneesuntouched by scarsexuding sexual alure& virgin naïvetéas toned as mannequinthighs curving, meltinginto unrivaled calves. Chrétien de Troyes heroine leanedon primping tables avoided stone floors. Guinevere approved of herreflection winking backfrom the looking glassturning left to rightlooking up then downimagining how her postureperfect figure would ascend Camelot’s marble…
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The Aftermath by Carol Anne Johnson
Foetal moments in adult livesA thought process to surviveHide in a shell, fragile as skinSpeak not a word, breathe againLive in a world where things are fineStare at reality from behind the lineCross into this world when you have no choiceProtect your mind, project your voiceNothing is safe here but…
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«Grounded» by Ken Tomaro
the generation gap, more like the Grand Canyonand there are peoplewho will never understandhow easy things wereGod has gone digitaleverything is a mess of wires,things to be plugged inrechargedbut we’ve forgotten how toplug ourselves in and our souls are at 3% Copyright © 2025 Ken TomaroAll Rights Reserved
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«The fox cubs are waiting» by Christian Ward
The fox cubs, last seen months ago,are posing in the Van Gogh light at the foot of the garden. The cloudshave done a backstroke in extra quick time to get out of sight. The waxwing,blackbird and brambling are waiting like rehearsing understudieson a neighbouring lawn. Every holly berry is plump…
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