Poem – The Face of Death (By Mary Bone)
The Face of Death The doctor has seen the face of death on many occasions. He has seen scars and lacerations. His duty, his call the doctor has seen it all.
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Poem – Insomnia (By Chanacee Ruth-Killgore)
Insomnia The house sleeps, but I am awake, tiptoeing back through my day. So many pieces left lying about, I want to fix them all. They’re too distant though, just beyond my fingertips, yet, squarely between me and my dreams.
Read moreOliver Wendell Holmes Sr. Quote – Poetry In An Old Man
“Don’t ever think the poetry is dead in an old man because his forehead is wrinkled, or that his manhood has left him when his hand trembles! If they ever were there, they are there still.” – Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.
Read morePoem – Parents Night (By Donal Mahoney)
Parents Night Emma used to do real good in school her mother tells her new teacher. It’s Parents Night at Ryland Elementary. Mostly mothers in attendance. What’s the problem, her mother asks. Fifth grade shouldn’t be hard for her. Emma’s never had a grade lower than a B, her mother says. Teacher says Emma doesn’t do her homework and talks a lot in class. Her mother can’t believe it. Says her […]
Read morePoem – Missing Feeding of the Birds (By Michael Lee Johnson)
Missing Feeding of the Birds (V3) By Michael Lee Johnson Keeping my daily journal diary short these sweet bird sounds lost- reviews January through March. Joy a dig deep snow on top of my sorrows. Skinny naked bones sparrows these doves beneath my balcony window, lie lifeless without tweet no melody lost their sounds. These few survivors huddle […]
Read morePoem – 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 Waving happily. The honoree next to his wife, The Man whom crowd adores. Except for One […]
Read morePoetry – THE HAUNTED GALLERY (By Henryk Baranski)
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 morePoem – Ghosts (By Michael H. Brownstein)
GHOSTS I do not have a presence and she tells me she is a ghost. Substance has that kind of weight. You talk to the streams radiating from the edge of the river as if each one were a snake that fat and walk into an outer universe to draw the night with color, quick and simple, exactly like life […]
Read morePoem – Time (By Chanacee Ruth-Killgore)
Time We walk, we run We push… forward Everyday Every moment Focused on something, anything Busy-ness …but this moment Here, now Was made for stillness Silence Awe You have the time You don’t make it Receive it… This precious gift Give it… Generously Savor it… Take it in With open eyes …and heart Breathe in the sweetness… Be […]
Read morePoem – THE DOGE’S PALACE (By Ray Gallucci)
THE DOGE’S PALACE – By Ray Gallucci (in Venice, Italy) The bones remain, but flesh is gone, The lungs that breathed, heart pumping strong, The ruling brain that made it great – The Doge’s Palace, left to Fate. Amid the fossils, can you feel The power once it dared to wield, Controlling trade through maritime Predominance of Venice prime? […]
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