Poetry
Poem – Crystal Blue (By Melissa R. Mendelson)
Crystal Blue The rain pounded the pavement as if it were furious over the lonely hearts that hid in their rooms with nobody to wipe away their tears or make them smile, but the rain did share their pain and ...
Poem – Level Crossing (Neelamani Sutar)
Are you calling me to stop here? Alright! I’ve pressed my feet on brakes, Behind me, red eyes burning brightly. Is journey finished here? Then let it be so! Seats are luxurious, Comfortable to sit. I was sunk in sweet ...
Poem – “ONLITTLE CAT FEET” (By Ray Gallucci)
■ “ONLITTLE CAT FEET”* Pussyfooting around the bush, Shoving not once beyond the push, Mincing words as semantic ploy’s Wanting hamburger, eating soy. Rather than a direct approach, We have Casper who’s milking toast, So afraid to communicate What exactly ...
Poem – Computer Virus (By David Russell)
Computer Virus Gulleted in spark glint veins Flabbering circuits in floppies Print-out piled high, choking, crimped; Programme busy; not applied; Insufficient memory. Germs swallowed ink; Myopic suction Greek symbol coffee grounds The winking green a vaccine The quantum got under ...
Poem – Somnus Erat Demonstrandum (By Fern G. Z. Carr)
Somnus Erat Demonstrandum - By Fern G. Z. Carr Transitive Property of Equality: If a = b and b = c, then a = c. Lessons learned from parents – a string of pearls of wisdom passed on from generation ...
Poem – A Wink (By Chanacee Ruth-Killgore)
A grey, blustery day And the sun breaks through More of a wink than a smile Reminding me To savor such moments For much is fleeting And often passes Unnoticed In the busy-ness of days Where we are pushed ever ...
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 – Tomorrow Things (By Chanacee Ruth-Killgore)
■ Tomorrow Things I have this list Started long ago Though I cannot recall when The paper's crumpled Folded and stained With edges torn and thin From time to time I pull it out Allow my eyes to scan down ...
Poem – Dial ‘M’ for Memories (By Donal Mahoney)
Willie in his 80s now hadn’t made sense in years. His wife understood his grunts from the recliner where she propped him up till bedtime where snoring was music in the night. His grandson told neighbors Gramps had Old-Timer’s Disease, ...
Poem – Carousel of Marriage (By Donal Mahoney)
Carousel of Marriage Harry and Grace had a carousel of marriage while it lasted. There were arguments galore and children by the score or so the neighbors thought as they counted kids running across their lawns causing divots to fly and dogs to bark, a canine ...
