Homer’s never owned a gun, thinks they should be banned along with bombs and missiles. Doesn’t need them in the river that flows between his mind and his emotions where every now and then he pushes someone in for some untoward remark. He points to the sky first, says that’s where heaven is and gives a push […]
Read more
Insignificance Late in life I struggle against my insignificance When I should enjoy the freedom from performance before an audience. Applause is happiness but if they withhold applause, embarrassment. When Da Liu put me to work crunching hexagrams and spreadsheet numerology Instead of ghost writing his books about T’ai Chi for longevity I was humiliated but freed. No need to […]
Read more
THE GHOSTS OF TIME The moon so ghostly naked in space, A very inhospitable place, Long thought devoid forever of life Was once the post for some other race. Beneath its surface split as by knife, In hollowed chamber built with great strife, Entombed for countless ages were found Machines and gadgets ever so rife. Exploring […]
Read more
A fetching fiddler on the concert stage methodically resuscitating Brahms! His strident score was silent on the page before her music ear informed her arms with measures that would let him breathe once more. With the symphonic members of her crew she helped to make his C adventure roar. She looked at the conductor for her cue from time to […]
Read more
UNTIL… I welcome you on board As we take a voyage Through the fibers of time As you journey with me To the underlinnigs of my heart Where you lay adorned With diamond and brass I have been a wondering soul Going through roads unend I have seen many phantom dreams Dissolve into solid failures On a mountain high I […]
Read more
Are We Real – By Melissa R. Mendelson The elderly couple sat in their chairs, waiting to be called. As they waited, they drew close, and he said, “What is Reality?” She didn’t answer. “How do we know, if this, we are real?” Still, no answer. “Does that not worry you?” She took a long moment to think, and then […]
Read more
Connections Sheen caps ground rails Soaking harsh sleepers To rattle mud-flounced trains. Drizzle dusts, Grinding against itself, Sparking the tracks’ sheen With casual exasperation; Blinding the gravel Kicking in panic Against the basalt of its being. The lifeline Brine polishes ground cliffs, Moss-padded in their cavities, The waves of muscle buffet, Abrade the penciled rocks, Cowl […]
Read more
A RED RANT (By Joseph Cavera) To all, I wonder everyday…why all of my friends, enemies, and acquaintances alike are crying and slowly edging towards sheer insanity…is there nothing that you can show alacrity over? Do your actions and words have…any… thought behind them? While this generation continues to writhe in its own self-created strife…I laugh, and smile […]
Read more
THE HAUNTED GALLERY The motion pictures gave life to those on screen Made them immortal forever looking and then acting and then talking into our eyes So much so that far from running back from the approaching train one reaches into the screen with corpulent, lustful arms, to grab the disrobed woman, now condemned, as a ghostly […]
Read more
DON’T GO GENTLY – By Ray Gallucci Would you rather go Calmly like the snow, Or with memory Of a crushing sea? Ghosts seem seldom seen If they died serene. Most of manifests Come from violent deaths. Spectres who replay How they died that day Aren’t asleep in bed Or perceive they’re dead. Those were weren’t prepared […]
Read more