Just a toy though the string is still afraid, tied as if inside a weightlessness is pulling it closer and closer and can’t let go caged in on all sides by the color blue and emptiness –a trapped balloon, banded the way all buoys spread out and the channel lurking below unravels as rain that has no water […]
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ROMAN RUMINATION I went to visit ancient Rome, But found it never fell. Its buildings may seem crumbled stone, But it’s alive and well. Its mighty temples still exist Though in an altered form. Its rings of gold and amethyst Still fingers rich adorn. For in the City Vatican The emperor still reigns, Descended from Octavian, […]
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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 for a time. An unrecognizable figure putrefied instantly, leaving ashes S E E P I N G It burns. My […]
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Sending My Love Across The Distance Our childhood was shared with laughter and tears. Two grown women talking over coffee warmed up my mind whenever I thought ahead, but where has that future gone now? We never saw that distance grow between us, and now there lies the bridge built between where I stand and where you are. Our […]
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Malnourished mild noon-time breeze, the sunrise clang the bells for ideal men to get to work. (shrug the dust off your shoulders) a poet embraces time by carefully walking a mile. thoughts of her rush in again.. like photography, your image is embroidered on my mind, every junction and corner reminds me of your skinless flesh; a cellophane on dried […]
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Poem By SIMON PERCHIK * Louder! though what comes by has already withered and along a certain curve your voice tapers off as the path bent over her shoulders spreading its flow into sunlight now riverbank and whisper –you need two mouths now that every splash smells from stones once it rises to the surface in that […]
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Holocaust Redux They’ll be coming for us, the old lady told the young man next to her, the two of them sitting on stones under the bridge surrounded by trolls sworn to protect them. Victors come for those who fight and oppose them, the old lady told the young man, now almost in tears, his hands ripping his hair. They came for […]
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Summer as a Friend At the lake house, the soft moonlight on the pines I fall asleep like an open window. I can hear the waves lapping, the crickets, and the cool wind in the trees like summer outside visits me when I feel alone in my dreams.
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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 different! Cries out the wistful cores Life out here is scarcer But at peace. The Darkness is not always […]
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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 zero hour because all the registers have gone into the red; everything’s going to blow. If I am stopped in […]
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