Etiqueta: poetry
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“CLOUDS OF PINK” by Christina Chin & Uchechukwu Onyedikam
ripened rice fieldautumn moon stands in guarda ragged scarecrow watchesthe farmer separatesgrain from straw You can find this poem in “Clouds of Pink,” available at:
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«My Dearest» by Jake
«My Dearest» by Jake Will you call me crazy?Because I told you are importantWill you walk away?Because I told you I like you I only met you for few daysBut It feels that my soul knew you all alongYou inspire me to write more poemsYou make me the happiest person…
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Broken: Two Poems by Friscia Magbanua
Broken: Two Poems by Friscia Magbanua Tomorrow Never Comes I love you like it was another beautiful day. My heart still broken since the day you left. I’m missing you everywhere. I wish you all the best. . . Don’t worry my love i will still love you even if…
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A Phoenix’s Song by Anjetta (Anjie) Williams-Brown
You think you’ve hurt me You think I no longer exist You think I can’t rise above your tricks I’m a Phoenix, I always survive I emerge from the flames My wings are intact My soul is in tune I am never consumed or heavy with anger Water was once…
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«Rubbish Mountain» a Quirky Response Poem by Robbie Cheadle
She asked if she could stay a whileto finish the last year of her degreeHer life was in a right muddlewith her lover she’d parted waysShe needed a fresh startthought our back room would doA great place to sit and studyturn her life right aroundNaturally we let her squat thereuntil…
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Bleeding Howls by Scarlet Rose
Bleeding Howls by Scarlet Rose Watchful winding woods, Tranquil breeze catches a scent Sorrow’s sour moods. Falling foliage stills; Crickets’ choral showdowns cease; Salty droplet spills; Selene’s serene smiles Crash with misty amber eyes; Why’s bridge million miles. Long sorrowful howls, Echoes of a shattered heart, Pain pierces the breeze.…
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I Look Up at the Moon and Wish by Precious Magdaleno
I Look Up at the Moon and Wish by Precious Magdaleno the silence of absenceplays again its harmony,i listened to it carefullyundisturbedplacidly quietyet slowly witheringfleeting in misery,i who did not die is in its darkest hueagainanother soul bids adieu,now all alonetracing weaves of regretfor all the words left unsaid,the time…
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«A Morning’s Walk» by Nolo Segundo
My wife and I walk every morning,a mile or so–it’s good for us old to walk in the cold,or in the misty rain, it makes less the painthat old age is wont to bring to bodieswhich once burned bright with youth,though now I wear braces on ankles,braces on knees, and…
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«Fly Me Somewhere» by Kristine Joy Verdeflor Scianneux
«Fly Me Somewhere» by Kristine Joy Verdeflor Scianneux Fly me somewhere But not on the moon Fly me somewhere Where we can share All the sweet thoughts we can think of Our childhood memories Our long-lost love. Fly me somewhere Very far away Fly me somewhere With a mix of…
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«When Luna Got Stuck Over Milwaukee» by Floyd Largent
The Moon gave up her fightAgainst her mother EarthOne day above Milwaukee,And there she strayed for good. For one value of «for good.» Some say she liked the beer,Or just the pure Wisconsoness,But truth to tell, the moonForgot the tides that year. She was watching fishermen. Threads of morning fogOn…
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My Heart by Bernadette Gagtan Driza
My Heart by Bernadette Gagtan Driza Do hearts age?Did my heart age?Faded like a pageWrinkled as the days passedExhausted as it beats fastDid my heart ageAs the love cannot be savedWhen goodbye is just around the cornerAnd every thing gets darker Did my heart age? *image, copyright free from Pexels Author’s…
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«I Am a Plate Killer» by Keith Snow
not like a grisly gangsterordering a hit on a bitter rivalor like Greeks finding Kefipieces cracked against the wall.“Opas” ringing in the airor smashing them in a fitof uncontrolled rage. I kill plates accidentallypiling too many in the dishrack or finding one mysteriouslycracked in the cupboard orknocked off the counterby…
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Poetry Editor Francisco Bravo Cabrera Presents: «The Black Poplar», A Poem by Sam Szanto
Chacking jackdawsform a mourning circle. I kneel, laying handson her broken torso,breathing in her heart-shaped leaves’faint scent of balsam,stroking fissures and burrson her bark, which outlastedtwo queens, a bracken fungus attack,both world wars, the lightning strikewhich pruned her. Someone takes a pictureas they are passing.I wonder if they knowthis female…
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Where Do Guardian Angels Come From?By Minette Aralar
Where Do Guardian Angels Come From?By Minette Aralar I wonder, as I walk on the sidewalk of the busy road of Ortigas Avenue one morning,With the intermittent honking of vehicles in my earsDo guardian angels fly by, hovering around unseen? Do they precipitously guide the elderly peeps,As they cross the…
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«Waiting» (Triolet) by Maria Michaela
«Waiting» (Triolet) by Maria Michaela I sat waiting for the sun to riseI watched as the moon started to setThese moments alone are always niceI sat waiting for the sun to riseDespite yawning once or twiceI hear birds singing a duetI sat waiting for the sun to riseI watched as the…
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