UNIVERSAL PALETTE (By Joseph Cavera) Trim your palette of ink they decree Royal Amethyst choirs send thee Responses from reading notes from long ago is key Gazing out, Viridian forests house a lush of trees While behind me dances barrel-fulls of Mahogany monkeys Burnt Sienna dunes seep strong tunes for free And cobalt gears turn here by Warehouse Three […]
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A tragedy happened to Willie and Millie after years of marriage. All their kids were doing well and had nice families of their own but tragedy struck one dawn before Willie had had his morning coffee. Millie was on her third cup and Willie said Millie looked at him the wrong way and Willie asked, “What’s that look all about, Millie, what did I do now?” […]
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Early Morning, Tucson Foothills Shadows jag over rock and cactus playing tag with the rising sun, nature’s Rorschach asking me what these immense ink blots mean. This one’s the boogeyman scaring/scarring my daughter, that one’s a tarp smothering moist green fields of my youth, the one crest high a black stallion galloping away with loved ones’ years. […]
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Outsiders The Club sits in the back in the middle talks over old times it’s an amoeba that splits every once in a while pieces go off to New York or Indianapolis but always pull back together up here a few drunk poets wander in now and again but do not understand the amoeba fraternity these […]
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MONUMENTS – By Herb Siegel Generals sit erect while marble horses rear high, fallen comrades lie etched beneath. Presidents in chiseled rocks, bodiless soldiers entombed wrapped daily in a wreath. Obelisks’ soar marking feats of heroism, granite arches harbor battles won and lost. Gravestones hiding dead from vandalism iconic landmarks stand in sun and frost. Yet end comes to […]
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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 if it makes unquestioned logic to. For once the grooves are set, no possible escape Like chariots from ruts […]
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Because Because of you my heart has hatched its most treasured nerve. I am no longer nagged by the sulphur darkness that carves away the surface from my lungs. Because of you we have two more to join us on our journey. Two children, ruled by humour and the deep-drawn breath. I no longer need false conversation, struggling to […]
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Manhattan Landlord I ran a swell restaurant for many years on a good block in Manhattan. I wasn’t rich, but made a good living, paid my workers well so they were happy and passed it on to customers. Then my lease ran out. The landlord raised the rent, three hundred percent. There was no way I could […]
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Sponging Up Succor I’m suffering through vinegary days, as if I’m Jesus at His Calvary. Arrested from my customary ways by modern versions of its harsh decree, I bend beneath the burden of my cross. Recalling laurels in Jerusalem, I’m painfully reminded of my loss who sport a fool’s cap for a diadem. As I secure my seat at […]
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A Portrait of Wilbur Just as one poet once wrote about a last duchess, so did the poet write about the first Wilbur. The brown clothing, smell of moth balls, scent of age of rows of books that Wilbur rested within. You have to wonder – did he read all those books, are they in progress, or are they simply […]
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