Home Poetry - Year IV - Number 22 - March 2019

Poetry - Year IV - Number 22 - March 2019

    TRANSFORMATION by Stephanie V Sears

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    TRANSFORMATIONby Stephanie V Sears The shadow of a storm I advise you to sit still at this timecat-like patient but alerta secret even to yourselfserved hand...

    PASSION by Rachel Fox

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    PASSIONby Rachel Fox “Passion”                               She skips through a patch of sunflowers                  And gently brushes the petals through her pale fingers                       The pleasant stench of her peach perfume lingers                    ...

    GOING, GONE by Doug Bolling

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    GOING, GONEby Doug Bolling          Terret 9 The spillage of itold news creeping, creeping. The cat face of time,the hours before,behind.

    THE LAND BETWEEN by Brandon Marlon

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    THE LAND BETWEENby Brandon Marlon The Land Between Once the country of our defeat,now a liminal ecotone, zone of our appreciation,an abundant overlap blendingCanadian Shield with...

    MY MAMA’S WALTZ by Timothy Pilgrim

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    MY MAMA'S WALTZBy Timothy Pilgrim My mama’s waltz(with a nod to Theodore Roethke) The perfume on your dresscould drive a young boy crazy —dark lust, secret...

    SAUCER OF STARLIGHT by Bobbi Sinha-Morey

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        SAUCER OF STARLIGHTby Bobbi Sinha-Morey   Saucer of StarlightThe woman with dementiadoesn't come out to sit in herpatio anymore and her windchimes no longer caressed bythe wind have lost their sound;the only spark of...

    SWIMMING WITH PICASSO by Mike Jurkovic

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    SWIMMING WITH PICASSOBy Mike Jurkovic We Will Judge Angels We will judge angelsand consider ourselvesthe best among them.Lengthening the ruse of yearsby that much more,that much...

    IN HIGH SCHOOL by Ron Riekki

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    IN HIGH SCHOOLby Ron Riekki             In High School, We Tried to Light Each Other on Fire We didn’t want to end lives, but rather to...

    TWELVE O’CLOCK HIGH by Duane Anderson

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    TWELVE O'CLOCK HIGHBy Duane Anderson Detective Skills I was about to ask her if she was donating todaysince she had done so previously at thepast two...

    SOMETHING IN THE WATER by Don Thompson

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    SOMETHING IN THE WATERby Don Thompson Famous Fathers(Theodore Roosevelt III) Some sons are born into ghostliness,never quite there—unnoticed,haunting the dark cornersof their father’s repute.Their complaints seem...