Poetry
Poem – The best Chinese restaurant (By DS Maolalai)
The Best Chinese Restaurant he told me their best chinese restaurant was shut - it had been connected by the back wall to a vet clinic specifically for putting down animals. the sad eyes of dogs looking up at their ...
Poem – FLIPPING OUT (By Ray Gallucci)
FLIPPING OUT Every seven-fifty grand Earth performs a sleight of hand When magnetic north and south Make a total turnabout. Sun does same each dozen years Minus one, when sunspots clear. Relatively quick event Due to plasma turbulent. Earth contains ...
Poem – Ritual Roots (By David Russell)
Ritual Roots Trains: Stringing, ringing, lifting, Breathing meringues, with pores distended at the termini Contraction is needed for piercing of bars And holing of tickets. The breaking of one deadlock only Institutes another, more firm, In the hand and in ...
Poem – Closer to the Heart: Seven Chinese Character (By Yuan Changming)
Closer to the Heart: Seven Chinese Character 怒: anger results from slavery Rising above heart 愁: worry occurs when autumn Sits high on your heart 意: meaning is defined as A sound over the heart 念: idea is what today ...
Poem – Surf Vibes (By Mary Bone)
Surf Vibes I was having surf vibes on my surf board. Trying to catch a wave. The pristine, ultra white beaches against the sea was enough to take my breath away ...
Poem – Signs in Windows (By Donal Mahoney)
In 1920 he came on a boat from Ireland and found his way through Ellis Island. He found a room in a boarding house catering to his kind and went looking for a job but found instead signs in windows ...
Poem – Flotsam and Jetsam (By Donal Mahoney)
They're usually poor people, sometimes considered the flotsam of society, always in the way at the grocery store, at the post office. They can’t find their money, if they have any. They’re never in a hurry. They have nowhere to go ...
Poem – Metaphor (By Eatey M. Word)
Metaphor I could not tell if I really saw you -you where dressed in such a comfortable suit. The yellow tie did you even You were dressed as words of a poem I pass by you like like I did ...
Poem – YOU HAVE A PIER IN ME (By John Grey)
YOU HAVE A PIER IN ME - By John Grey Pier juts far into the open sea. It makes its point, not here, where stone steps lead from sand to calm wooden planks but out at the very tip of ...
