Poetry

On Purpose By: Chanacee Ruth-Killgore Not on water do I walk and, it's true, I'm challenged by dry land. I can do, though, what I can. It is that alone which matters. All else lingers… shiny and superfluous, full of false promises ...

VICE (By Joseph Cavera) Perhaps I stare too long into the dark Stretching my ligaments to their last inch Could not be lifted to life by a winch Her naps with me do not permit me to hark Beauty distracts ...

SILENT WINTER (By Robert Trabold) Bitter cold – wind touch the bones. Snow coming – came same weather – no change. I have to stay home not many activities outside – meetings cancelled too cold. Change for me - have ...

To the love I was abducted away from, a satellite to my being, the raven trickster who elevated everyone to laughter from deep within, soaking in the sun that surrounded you – Time lapses in your absence – a stencil ...

Insignificance Late in life I struggle against my insignificance When I should enjoy the freedom from performance before an audience. Applause is happiness but if they withhold applause, embarrassment. When Da Liu put me to work crunching hexagrams and spreadsheet ...

To The Last Detail AND THE YOUNG WHORE PLAYED OUT HER PART AS THE FORGOTTEN SAILORS PLAYED OUT THEIRS SHE LOOKED SO LOVELY SITTING THERE ALL NAKED AND BEAUTIFUL ENTICING THE PRISONER TO RUN AWAY. AND HE DID TRY TO ...

My Heart Waits... Feeling something within my grasp Yet, the moment never lasts Reaching up into the sky Like a bird I long  to fly Beyond the stars and past the moon To where my heart waits for you ...

Hartwell Lake Across the street from the lake house there is a bait shop. I go there to get gasoline for the boat. I can see the green swells, that slowly turn to navy. The wind forgets the clouds like ...

Enigma - By Elaine Nadal   The bells tolled. I heard them. S          l           o          w         l           y LOUDER Numbing my body. Obscuring my vision. Searching for color in my subconscious... I found images: games, gatherings, horse rides-- artifices sufficing ...

The Musician’s Testament “Being a living legend is such a precarious livelihood. What a ducking of responsibility!” (John Cale) “Success means being worried about everything else except money” (Johnny Cash) I’m putting down this last eyewitness account leading up to ...