Home Poetry - Year III - Number 17 - October 2018

Poetry - Year III - Number 17 - October 2018

    SELF-BOUND by Clara Leo

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    SELF-BOUNDby Clara Leo Do You Feel That? Do you feel that?That’s how it feels to be corporeal and temporal,To have your soul picked among the billions,More than the billions,And matched with this mass of blood and...

    THE DRINKING POEM by Jesse Domingos

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    THE DRINKING POEMby Jesse Domingos What’s In a Name Who was he?The man I am named after, Jesse.A king, a warrior?No, A shepherd with seven children.What happen to your sons? Of your daughters?Were you there as they...

    WHO IS SHE? by Magdalena Garcia

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    WHO IS SHE?by Magdalena Garcia Who Is She Don’t you see that she doesn’t care about you like me but still you love her more than me, how could that be?She shows you no love in...

    SAND CRABS by Melinda Giordano

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    SAND CRABSby Melinda Giordano Sand Crabs The salt-sparkled sandDrummed with lifeBeneath the yielding crust.And the caverns and tunnels,Blind and subterranean,Hid from the inconvenient seaThat drew closer With untimely precocious tides.A persistent visitor,It crashed and pounded with a...

    SAVE FACE by Marissa Lucatorto

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    SAVE FACEby Marissa Lucatorto YouYouYou who invade my dreamsAttack my mindEnrage my spiritYouWho comes to meWhen it is darkWhen no one else is aroundWhen everything is quiet, silent, stillYouWho make me think terrible thoughtsMake me...

    FILE NUMBER THIRTY-ONE by Ken W. Simpson

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    FILE NUMBER THIRTY-ONEby Ken Simpson Drowning Shadows of familiar facesappear in dreamsas memoriesempty of empathybefore disappearing. The Vanity of Disbelief The lure of lunacybeckons mindsdeprived of honestyexploited by mythsamd liesabout patriotismparadise and pride.

    GUITAR STATUE by Helen Hagemann

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    GUITAR STATUEby Helen Hagemann Guitar Statue A dark grey, a very dark grey, quite dark it is almost black. This statue is a composition not for practice. Ordinarily, a guitar would stand in a better place,...

    ELVIS by Gayle Compton

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    ELVISby Gayle Compton Elvis The whole world's gone crazy!Gone hog wild over Elvis Presley and thatold sinful rock and roll!Daddy slams his big coal miner's fiston the supper tablesloshing red rot Krogers Spotlight coffeeall over Mother's...

    YOU HAD ME AT GOODBYE by Alan Berger

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    YOU HAD ME AT GOODBYEby Alan Berger All the things you left behind.Your toothbrush, your pillow, where you would rest your restless mind.The book you wrote and read out loud.The way you couldn’t blend in...

    STARS by Cecilia Devine

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    STARSby Cecilia Devine AugustWhat would you thinkIf I told youI dreamt ofyour open-mouthed kisses on my neckAndyour touch against my leg-stained with the Redwood Earth?You and I hidden altogether byA canopy of trees.I could have...