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...

    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...

    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...

    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...

    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...

    HAIKU BETWEEN THE EARTH AND THE STARS by David Boyer

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    HAIKU BETWEEN THE EARTH AND THE STARSby David Boyer  Haiku Between the Earth and the Starsmilk splash in coffee the weather report for Jupiterforest at dawn when she lied like a kaleidoscopeto be...

    PLEASURES OF THE STREET by R.T. Castleberry

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    PLEASURES OF THE STREETby R.T. Castleberry  PLEASURES OF THE STREETStanding in the doorwaytrying to make outwho’s crying in the flamesSister says it’s redhead Judasshe can place it in the Holy WordSheriff leans from...

    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...

    INVENTING GOD by Mark Burke

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    INVENTING GODby Mark Burke INVENTING GOD Who was the first to speak out loud,call to the sky, invent a namefor the lord of light?Was she 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...