Poetry

Vampires only live in legends, but the thirst to be eternal burns deep in heart as cities ignite with humanity crashing through, and the sun sets on another day of history. And I desire to see beyond another tomorrow and ...

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 ...

I. As suspicious of the morning as I am thankful for the night, I no longer follow bird flight, the sinking of the violated sun. Mouthing a dialect of short checks and charity wards, I stare at a wasting life, ...

The Fiction of Art Captive on canvas, a gray-haired man stands, palms outstretched, shoulders in deep shrug, pleading with a woman bone-thin with rage who aims an arthritic finger at him. An orange cat cowers under a corner table. How ...

A RESTFUL MIND (By Joseph Cavera) After so many days Of laying one’s hands to work One searches the many ways That duties can be skipped and shirked At these particular times When the inside of one’s eyelids Holds the ...

Tech Support - By Frank De Canio She might as well have borne them on her back, when she tapped into my computer files with all of the autonomy I’d lack - while subject to the technologic wiles she flashed ...

Every summer they come, a ballet over the border, without papers, a mass migration of ruby-throat hummers, beautiful birds that devour millions of flies in North America, birds we welcome because we love their beauty and their ballet. We do everything to help them, ...

PLAINLY INSANELY   Insanity’s defined as doing many times Exactly as before, expecting different ends. Like beating horses dead, expecting to revive But never with success, yet still repeating trend. When process rules the roost, can never deviate No matter ...

WAR SPECULATION (By Joseph Cavera) "its so scary.....when all the bullets have been fired, and all the men of one side are eternally dismissed.....the world about them lies in mess of shrapnel and waste- shattered, and in flames" ...

DARKWATER BEACH (By Joseph Cavera) The moon lies low On the blackened shores The tide is impenetrable Under this darkening sky Mirth so absent, in the undertow The ravishing darkness, from longevic lores Each wave skips- inimitable This place is ...