Poem – Surf Vibes (By Mary Bone)
Surf Vibes I was having surf vibes on my surf board. Trying to catch a wave. The pristine, ultra white beaches against the sea was enough to take my breath away.
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Poem – THE MYTH-ING LINK? (By Ray Gallucci)
THE MYTH-ING LINK? (Based on Genesis of the Grail Kings, by Laurence Gardner, 82001) Are we the progeny of a race Who weren’t terrestrial, but from space, Who intermarried with Homo clan And so created Cro-Magnon Man? Are tales Sumerian more than myths (Perhaps 2001’s monoliths)? Were Anunnaki of whom they tell The Greeks’ Atlantean parallel? […]
Read morePoem – A different face of hunger (By Narges Rothermel)
He is not from the arid or barren foreign lands His faded-green-coat, hooded sweater, his dog-tag, his canteen, and his metal cup on a green worn out blanket, all tell me, he is one of our bravest men who proudly has served his country. He is a veteran of the wars in the land of power and plenty. He […]
Read morePoem – Adultery (By DS Maolalai)
Adultery I’d bang them out, wine-drunk and excited, and send them off to magazines. I had two lists; ones which liked me and ones I liked, and I’d fire them unedited like a shotgun scaring birds. each one 5 times to 5 different places. then I’d wait for any to come back. in general it started with rejections; […]
Read morePoem – BARBARIANS AT THE GATES (By Ray Gallucci)
BARBARIANS AT THE GATES Once Rome attained its pinnacle Remained on top of things. Though forces quite inimical Sought to destruction bring. Some conquered thought despicable Rome’s impositioning Of laws it deemed applicable When “Pax-Romana”-ing Four centuries continuous Spanned Romans’ reign as king Throughout the lands contiguous Mediterranean. Just like empires classical From whom […]
Read morePoem – Bob’s Terminal Bay (By Frank De Canio)
Bob’s Terminal Bay Wracked by cancer, Bob Marley told his friend, “It’s not me, Camille.” No, it’s never me when self-determination’s at an end. For, navigating pain, you cannot see but knots ahead. And you’re preoccupied with hoisting sails against prevailing winds. Bravado in your weary crew has died. A glance into the water shows the fins of sharks […]
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 – With One Eye (By Marieta Maglas)
A flight separates the sea from the sky. Her glance caresses the stillness. The flowers scathed by hail become bluish. They do not die, yet. This life without him is like the plenitude seen with one eye. Her right convictions sculpt in sadness as in a block of marble a rocky embrace. The sun is crying. There is only […]
Read morePoem – Murder Ink (By Abdulrahman M Abu-yaman)
MURDER INK It was that innocent and silent night, when all souls were hibernating and the cockerels were roosting, that the ambience was polluted. A thousand unthankfullness to the wordsmith, for waking up his lethal injection from its long coma. Then starring it as the major actor in the stage of the imminent massacre. He bled intermittent ink via vein […]
Read morePoem – TRICK OR TREAT? (By Ray Gallucci)
TRICK OR TREAT? “Good Christians” warn that Halloween’s A festival of Satan, When nothing’s standing in between Your soul and its damnation. For centuries, they witches burned With little provocation. Eternal fire claimed they’d earned. For mercy — strangulation! The Inquisition paid you well For friend’s denunciation, Provided friend was rich as hell For Church’s confiscation. […]
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