Soul Fountain
Poem – Sometime In April (By Adebesin Ibraheem)
Sometime In April: The 1994 Rwandan Genocide The ancient grudge among the Rwandan clans Inflamed by the corruptive white swallows In April 94’ turned an indelible tale Etched on the bloody pages of Rwandan history The long gathering smog of ...
Poem – STILL HAUNTED (DALLAS ‘99) (By Ray Gallucci)
STILL HAUNTED (DALLAS ‘99) The cheering crowd three dozen years Ago’s no longer there, But, as I watch, their ghosts appear And toward the limo stare. A sunny noon in late November Nineteen sixty-three; A lady dressed in pink remembered ...
Poem – Delusions of Grandeur (By Chrystal Berche)
Delusions of Grandeur - By Chrystal Berche Stoned streets at dawn Emerald pavements undulating with restless movement the denizens and the damned all hurly-whirly mixed together a macabre dance of pleasure and pain Jaded eyes shimmer dollar bill green basking ...
Poem – Living Outside the Box (By Mankh)
Living Outside the Box - By Mankh The Empire likes to put people in boxes, from airy crib to nailed-tight casket and in-between in psychological boxes, wrapped identities with ornate bows but never bowing with humility, packages to be delivered, ...
Poem – light in darkness (By Nicolo Santilli)
Light In Darkness - By Nicolo Santilli the eyes must grow used to the light of darkness to discover its resplendent depths to suffer with a twinkle in the eye that does not dismiss suffering ...
Poem – Crimean Punishment (By Ray Gallucci)
CRIMEAN PUNISHMENT Apparently,once the gods had fumed Atgrowing decadence, they were doomed. Nolonger culture pre-eminent, Atlantisunder the sea was sent. Competingtheories have been put forth Ofancient civilization north Ofwhere the Black Sea has always lain Ononce quite fertile Crimean plain ...
Poem – THRESHER INTO GREY (By Joseph Cavera)
THRESHER INTO GREY (By Joseph Cavera) I arose just as any man would this day To see the waves of longevic age Dance tirelessly on Earth’s stage Crashing incessantly in a sea of gray Lieutenant’s cries were enough To wake ...
Poem – I Want to Be in a Comic Book (By JD DeHart)
I Want to Be in a Comic Book From the flashing pages of my youth, I have wanted to be in a comic book. I designed my suit, considered my powers and weapons. I imagined a damsel in distress. Even ...
Poem – Ever River (By David Russell)
Ever River Prime time, swallowed whole Could the universe, just once Have poured itself into a molecule So that, thereafter, Nothing could flow? Never to suckle a broken circuit For sparking life; Never split by caesarean pangs Of primal punctures ...
Poem – A WEEK IN MAINE (By John Grey)
A WEEK IN MAINE The morning of my retreat is dark with clouds loaded and low. Noisy gulls see me off. So do the first raindrops. I’m heading home but I don’t feel as if I’m going anywhere, just away ...
