Poetry - Year V - Number 29 - October 2019

RETURN by Angela Shepherd Return You came to me as I took my first breath, the spirit which filled my lungs and energized my beginning with grace.  My life dependent on your presence, inspired by your mystery,...

MULTIPURPOSE by Robert Travis Hicks  The Gallows Head hung, haunted by hoary whispersA time before the milk curdledBefore you leftBefore the mirror met meAnd explained better than anyone ever couldthe depths of my inadequacy. Morning comes, I lie...

EMPRESS by Chani Zwibel  EMPRESSPlease send good newsand graceful configurations of repose.I want to recline on this silver maple settee and read this gilt-edged tome in peace.I keep dreaming of stone circles. I can’t keep count of all...

MORNING SONG by John Leonard  No Cream, No Sugar Being awake feels like having eternal patience.Nights slowly dripping into my orange coffee cup. I don’t remember who gave it to me,or where I got it from. Like most...

THE METAPHOR by Andy J Hale  Ichthyes It’s the birth of immortality… Crawl across the waterMy father is the oceanWho is your radiant mother? To the sound of the drumthe rival moves forwardIt is the art of war I am...

PUTTING YOU THROUGH NOW by Christopher Barnes  “Putting You Through Now, Caller.” 1 “Thirkell confided she’d bargained, hobbled away,Fingers crushing that suitcase,Something taut in her eyes.” “Guess she’s on the plane,An age-encrusted face glimmering in a window.” “Putting You...

THE TROP by David Somerset   The Trop          The game drones on.The Trop is a “pinball game”  baseball field, named after orange juice.A hit ball striking one catwalk is a double.If it hits another, then its a...

FOCUS by Antonio Rios  NOVEMBER 17, 2010 Clouds slowly rolled across the sky overhead.A heavyset man sold hotdogs at the street corner.Three young children played on a swing set.The leaves fell from the trees steadily,a soft snip when they...

ONE SINGLE ROSEby Edward Bonner  ONE SINGLE ROSEIf I could offer one single rose’with ruby petals,blades of crimson,showered in dreams,from my garden where seasons are unknown.Would you understand?If a stream runs through graciously’in short,under breath,soft...

ROUGH RIDE by George Gad Economou  Rough Ride time to spend a few hours to watch Wrestlekingdom,and I wish you were here, to crack a Wild Turkey open, crank some shit up. like events from too many years...