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 […]
Nature Poems
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 […]
Autumn Portrait by Brian Drury
Autumn Portrait by Brian Drury When the day ends, she goes for a walk. She breathes in the autumn: How the Juniper leaves feel nothing. She remembers walking hand in hand With her father a long time ago, Her little hands cupped within his, Squeezing his fingers so tightly, No space between and safe. They […]
a young dog’s howl in the wind by Ian MacMenamin
waves
american trains
running through
Silence of the Seabirds by Emeniano Acain Somoza, Jr.
Silence of the Seabirds by Emeniano Acain Somoza, Jr. Perhaps we were born into water We skim bodies with our eyes Close as a kiss to the glass heart Of these protean seas We have nothing. But, wings, Bearing our weight, they wear out So soon our dreams wither Like dead leaves drowning in […]
Sparkles with Annie by Chris Lawrence
Chris Lawrence born 64, lives in an English seaside town of West Kirby writes poetry and stories his most recent publication was in Zygote In My Coffee he can be reached on Twitter @clawfish
Consider This by Henry L. Mortimer Jr.
Consider This by Henry L. Mortimer Jr. Some animal, some low beast has done me a favor: it tipped over the trash can in the alley early this morning, scattering the contents, everything — brown banana peels, wads of Kleenex, open soiled diapers, moldy carrots, chicken bones and greasy aluminum foil, gum, dental floss, a […]
Preludes by T. S. Eliot
Preludes by T. S. Eliot I The winter evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways. Six o’clock. The burnt-out ends of smoky days. And now a gusty shower wraps The grimy scraps Of withered leaves about your feet And newspapers from vacant lots; The showers beat On broken blinds and chimney-pots, And at […]
Requiescat by Oscar Wilde
Requiescat by Oscar Wilde Tread lightly, she is near Under the snow, Speak gently, she can hear The daisies grow. All her bright golden hair Tarnished with rust, She that was young and fair Fallen to dust. Lily-like, white as snow, She hardly knew She was a woman, so Sweetly she grew. Coffin-board, heavy stone, […]