Poem By SIMON PERCHIK * So you let the water boil as if you were not yet born and already breathing it can barely make out the bubbles burdened by sunlight the way some ancient sea struggles inside, hangs on to bells –it’s a battered pot, beaten and the dead who still ask why reefs are needed […]
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AT HOHENSALZBURG – By Ray Gallucci (in Salzburg, Austria) Upon this mountain high All comers I defy With walls that can’t be scaled And Gates in iron veiled. Above my Town of Salt, I, Hohensalzburg Fort, Defend where Mozart grew And Von Trapp legend too. And though I may be old, My fires’ embers cold, My memory is […]
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CRESCENT MOON You reside In this room That stinks Like moonlight And me. Crescent Moon Pries as She is wont To do In rooms That stink Like her light, Where only Silence Is Uttered, Sharper than The silver Flashing In my hair.
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Echoes Sometimes… laughter echoes, hollow, haunting and mean. Mocking memories and gnawing away at the mangled pieces left behind. Raw, aching moments past, their humor lost. The memory though still too near. ~Chanacee Ruth-Killgore Author Bio: Chanacee Ruth-Killgore lives in East Tennessee with her husband, Michael, and their two wild and crazy pups, Wrigley and […]
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At a Party I spoke with two people at the party Saturday. A young police officer, short-haired, fit, chiseled face who had two young children. He felt constrained by the law, without discretion to question mopes (perps) aggressively or to let go those who were obviously no threat. Even at a family function he seemed straight-backed, correct, devoted to his […]
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Work out of Progress I suppose it must all go on indefinitely – Just when I thought it had all been played out, All become superfluous. I am at the stage of universal discarding; I suppose that many people see, through several decades, What I pushed aside in a matter of months. Discarding is basic to life: […]
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LUMINOUS MOON IN US (By Joseph Cavera) Once erected, now dejected lies Earth in downcast flumes Breaking apart but not dissected, she spouts deluging plumes This rock, once a vast collection of life, waits at certain latitudes The organisms who inhabited it had greater issues than poor attitudes Among the remnants of humanity, lies scrap, as anarchy rules Steel […]
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Gasping on air and salt and though you can hear the soup cool an ocean deep inside the Earth is bubbling under your skull exhausted –it’s natural you wait for the soup to grieve louder and louder as if your arms were coming too close –wave after wave you scatter more salt and across the bowl […]
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The birds and fish do not waste time discussing pollution, just go about their business, unaware of diminishing habitat, toxins in the gene pool, obey the cycle of life made infinitely more difficult with the help of man. Author Bio: ‘Temporal Dreams’ is an unpublished poetry collection that reveals our preoccupation with material things, sometimes to excess. […]
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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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