Sun falls on parched earth Scorched remains linger All about is still… waiting The clap of thunder is heard A rumble in the distance …hope is kindled An expectant breath catches …in my chest But it was a tease, not a promise The winds change Once again I am abandoned Used up Brittle, thirsting and alone… Beneath the shared […]
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Hi-Tech Times In every hand an Iphone owner busy talking, texting, an innovative comfort allowing constant communication anytime, anywhere subject to interruption of cellular service, yet more and more prevalent facilitating contact, no matter what the content. Gary Beck/Ignition Point ‘Ignition Point’ is an unpublished poetry collection that looks at some of the struggles and tensions of our […]
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HOW I KEEP FIT – By John Grey The sidewalks in the city are like exercise equipment. There’s a mix of long strides on the cement treadmill and the shorter, quicker gait of the elliptical workout. A few stand at the street corner, stationary pedaling while waiting for the lights to change. Some hoist brown briefcase dumbbells. Others try the […]
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Fluttering with your butterflies The room is vast and empty, with only she facing the tall glass; standing she teases her hair once more; peace seems to surround her. Still then, she wonders as she dives into her own soul, tingling inside; her soft hand touching the womb; a slight sigh, a smile and a memory. In […]
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PALL MALL The Mall which I frequented Has now been left for dead. The thriving shops oncesplendid To other haunts have fled. Where once there was a FoodCourt Are now just empty chairs. No Kiddie Train to transport Their laughter here to there. My decade past resembles The fate of this sad Mall. Where once I crowdsassembled, […]
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Nocturne Small specks at night Made light of all our thoughts Which grew, in wonder, And burned the flesh that knew them And found the first thoughts, the controlled desires, the boxed fires the thrusting shields. And spoke behind the pauses, And thought between the brain-tissues, And swarmed through infinite cells, And crowded out the millions And burned […]
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ALAS – By Elaine Nadal I was told I have her eyes, her thick brows– didn’t think much of it: We all have something of someone. My sister has Aunt Natalia’s smile. My brother has Uncle Silo’s curly hair (back in the day when my uncle had hair). I was just glad I didn’t inherit Aunt Rosa’s squared shape. […]
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The Blood of Poets I should have left you lying in the mud, And maybe sacrificed all you had to say But my thought to act brought on me obligation To belay my mind the images of things inside, I dare not deny your trail: You steal hearts, make men cry Wolds are born upon your spine Bills […]
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Heave of waves rushing toward shore, vast pulse of the sea, thickening, as mermaids hiss and murmur and seaweeds strangle themselves. Body of water, stupendous oceanic heft suspending me above my desire to drown here among broken shells. Massiveness lifting me beyond my day’s moments, those shattered bits of time devastated by Life. Author Bio: Austin Alexis […]
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From the Alcove As I peep through my window From the alcove, A theater starts its never ending show From dawn to dusk Of street goers, Pedestrians heading towards their work, Some striding some slithering unwillingly, Now a street urchin, bare feet strolls Scavenging for a trinket or food, Women of all ages walking In the sweltering heat of summer […]
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