Poetry
Poem – Work out of Progress (By David Russell)
Work out of Progress I suppose it must all go on indefinitely – Just when I thought it had all been played out, All become superfluous. I am at the stage of universal discarding; I suppose that many people see, ...
Poem – Power Kernels (By David Russell)
Power Kernels Break down the elements, split them To non-existence; Then shatter all solidity’s illusions, Free impulses Beyond the viscous mind, still feeling hard By vanity's gas upholstered. And then, for happiness’s definition, Shut the door; Relax, and don't be ...
Poem – The Blessing way (By Michael Ifeanyi Akuchie)
The Blessing way many a time have I been told that the way to God was one's heart & and that money has no place in the kingdom of God. I still wonder if the sight that my dazed eyes ...
Poem – Restless in holidays (By Narges Rothermel)
Restless in holidays Trace of white frost on green grass, red ribbons on the fences, menorahs on the lawns, red, green, and silver lights on pine trees manmade icicles on front eaves It is that time of the year again ...
Poem – SEA CHANGE? (By Ray Gallucci)
SEA CHANGE? We typically live not a century here. And most of us travel less farther than near. It’s said, “Change is good,” though just few travel far, But see such variety – Fortunate are! So what of the many ...
Poem – Stuck on the Long Island Expressway near Lakeville Road (By Tom Brogan)
On the west bound expressway I drive my silver Honda. Except for a few stars, everything is black, The road is black, and rear car lights seem like a meteor show going 80 mph. There are four lanes of road ...
Poem – Intrusion (By Gary Beck)
Intrusion Forced entry into caves, mud huts, castles, log cabins, condos, has been a constant, despite best efforts of self defense, violent penetration usually resulting in looting, rape, slaughter, violation of the dwelling, yet more survive in modern times, courtesy ...
Poem – America Wants to Know (By Donal Mahoney)
What will she do with him? That is, if she’s elected. She’ll have to take him with her to the White House after keeping him in the doghouse. Maybe the FBI can put the doghouse out on the ...
Poem – Mammo (By Layla Lenhardt)
Mammo At first, the grief was bare, an unsheathed sword, its presence sharp. But then it turned, slowly, into a faded tattoo on a hidden part of my body. I tried calling your phone last night. I don’t know what ...
Poem – Faces (By Fabrice B. Poussin)
Faces So many faces yesterday, a blur on the canvas of a life; one in deep, seemingly sad thought; fast moving in and out of existences they will never encounter. A mustache sticks on top of a long blond beard ...
