Home Poetry - Year III - Number 18 - November 2018

Poetry - Year III - Number 18 - November 2018

    MIND OF A BOY by Jhier Wells

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    MIND OF A BOYBy Jhier Wells Mind of a Boy When I was a boysummers were waves waitingto carry me to the ocean’s center.When I was...

    POKHARA, THE CITY OF ANGELS by Bikal Paudel

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    POKARA, THE CITY OF ANGELSBy Bikal Paudel Hour Hand’s Message to a friend Dear minute hand, I wait for you for an hourAnd...

    LITTLE BLACK BOY by Daniel Jackson

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    LITTLE BLACK BOYBy Daniel Jackson LITTLE BLACK BOY       after William Blake As a stubborn child my father hit me,his hand glistening black as AfroSheen...

    REEDUCATION CAMP by Michael Anthony Istvan Jr.

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    REEDUCATION CAMPBy Michael Anthony Istvan Jr. Reeducation Camp a necktie around your neck brace becoming the object of a dare

    REFLECTIONS ON TIES THAT BIND by Jan Little

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    REFLECTIONS ON TIES THAT BINDBy Jan Little If marriage offered a narrow tether like Denmark’s attachment to Europe,I could have conformed that much to a husband’s wantsAnd gladly given...

    THE NAMELESS by Lisa Zaran

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    THE NAMELESSBy Lisa Zaran The NamelessWho are we but immigrants too.Who are we but a lost Country.Who are we but tin blind, partially broken,desperado’s too are we not.Who are...

    PROLONGING by William Snyder

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    PROLONGINGBy William Snyder    PROLONGINGShe told me towait a little while.I said okay,I’ll wait outside.Ry Cooder, JoniMitchell, somebodyin Chains—they play and play.I slept last nightin the hollow comfortof the downstairs couch.Alone.I asked herto come...

    AMERICA by Ken W. Simpson

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    AMERICABy Ken W. Simpson File number thirty-eight America The land of the freea paradoxwhere hypocriteswithout ethicsor moral principlesembraced by hateare programmedto cheat the...

    HIS HAND by Amelia Abdullah

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    HIS HANDBy Amelia Abdullah   Dear mama,MamaThe first word of love to ever leave my lipsThe strongest name to call a womanThe hardest job to take onThe mightiest soldier to ever walk the planetThe...

    REFLECTION by Louise Lever

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    REFLECTIONBy Louise Lever Reflection The blended-up shocking-pink skinsOf a handful of frozen cranberries from the USA mixedWith a frozen skinless banana driesOn the sides of my...