A helpless worm on the point of a needle,
Wriggling in vain for release,
Nature Poems
Spider by John Wright
Spider by John Wright This overcast morning leaf and lawn are drenched in dew-soaked air. My window frames a filigree masterpiece of lilli-pilli pollen buds and scribbling eucalypts. I watch a bulbous spider beige as paper-bark, build her web busily embroidering a white St Andrew’s Cross oblivious to the beauty of all she is. She…
The Lion Pauses by henry 7. reneau, jr.
The Lion Pauses by henry 7. reneau, jr. Sunday, February 21st standing at the podium, The Audubon Ballroom in Harlem Preachin to the choir & pauses In a moment between tick & tock, a d’j’ vu that hovered A glimpse of repetition, Epiphany that sowed sorrow in the stutter of his heart; His blood recounts…
Things we know by Dave Margoshes
Everybody knows the man in the moon
is blue cheese, that dogs keep the sun at bay
in winter, that fireflies are the souls
of the dearly departed, flickering through
Amsterdam Wide Dreams by Alessandro Cusimano
Amsterdam Wide Dreams by Alessandro Cusimano a lovely girl brings home her puppet boyfriend and plays with him the tall convex space appears turquoise draws a sinuous line sensual on the perimeter steeped in the events of others is the profile of a sea wave villain of the most beautiful seawater ensures the persistence of…
The Last Storm by Brian Lawson
The Last Storm by Brian Lawson It stormed this evening. It was invigorating. The wind bent the trees and turned the rain into a water wall. The hail fell as if God had just emptied his ice tray. The thunder roared like a grizzly in the sky. The lightning flashed sharp shards of knife-like light….
Equarium strange by Dr. Narendra Kumar Arya
Equarium strange by Dr. Narendra Kumar Arya Around the lame-lit fogginess Dark figures are swimming They have the heads Eyes too Lips and nose intact as well But faces from their beings are missing. Their bodies are jumbling into each other Changing identities perversely As if floating in oblivion; So close As dead fishes in…
Hawk by Andrew Demcak
Hawk by Andrew Demcak Wings open, wind-carried, an angel’s book. Talons ready to change music to that of funeral dirge. Fixer, finder, life-adopter, sailing through cool ether. Mouse, you are not your hallowed body. Spectacular, the pale glory of flight, sublimely alone. One sharp cry above the May iris, or by winter, over branching pipes…
Neon on the Outskirts at the Break of Dawn by Allan Safarik
Neon on the Outskirts at the Break of Dawn by Allan Safarik Washed out neon in the morning sun like a fish out of water A swift silence follows the odd vehicle travelling through town there are no people on the sidewalks as the crows fly up from the main intersection when the light changes…
Poem Found in a Wood by Ian Dudley
Poem Found in a Wood by Ian Dudley the low sun turns puddles into sheets of sky indigo where the moon gathers its white and the custard and blood leaves of a cherry tree dying remember light a pheasant puts its sore throat to a trumpet a white-tipped propeller whirls into the trees cachinnating like…