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Poetry - Year V - Number 30 - November 2019

    STAY COOL (Poetic Rap) by Sahaj Sabharwal

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    STAY COOL (Poetic Rap) by Sahaj Sabharwal Stay cool,Don't be a fool,Just like a mule,Are you a dull stool? Never be in terror loon,Or you will see an error soon. Do something new,Which is done by a few. Always...

    GRIND by Tina Dybvik

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    GRIND by Tina Dybvik 2020 cinquain Post growthClimate chorusLosing wet bulb temperedFaith; blue ocean blues-y buskingTips fate. Grind Why soProfound a breakWith fine espresso grindTo morning brew French pressed anewRoutine? About the Author: Tina Dybvik: My verses have been published in...

    THE VOICE by Bethany Bruno

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    THE VOICE by Bethany Bruno The Voice I’ve always loved the complexity of fall.Only one season makes me feel alive, one that allows my roots to entangleInto Earth’s soil.Winter, spring, and summer seasons drag on like an...

    HELPLESS by Brian Rihlmann

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    HELPLESS by Brian Rihlmann   HELPLESS never had I seen youso helplessas when I put my armsaround her frail bodyto walk her downthose three snow covered stepsthat thanksgiving you stood watchingfinally extended a handbut your eyes were wildand...

    DEMISE by Susie Gharib

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    DemiseThe demise of the Age of Chivalrybrought one meritorious outcome in its wake:it spared many steeds gory battlefields,a martyrdom in political intrigues.The expiration of the Colosseum’s feastsspared starved lions and encaged beaststhe task of...

    FIVE POEMS by Simon Perchik

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    FIVE POEMS by Simon Perchik   *Hiding on this tiny rockits light is falling arm over armbrought down as hammer blows and mountains clinging to the sunthe way mourners will gatherand aim for your forehead –it’s not right...

    WOODS by Joan McNerney

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    LUCK by Joan McNerney   Falling Asleep Curling into a question markeyes shutteredlips pursedhands empty. Dropping throughlong dusty shaftsdown into dank cellars.Leaving behind faded day. That last cup of sunlightpouring from fingertips.Lulled by rattling trains,sighs of motors. Bringing nothing butmemory...

    SEARCHING by Brionna Nijah

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    SEARCHING by Brionna Nijah   Can I Be Honest And Tell YouThat I Am Broken?Not Beyond RepairBut The Cracks Run So DeepYou’ll Think I Was An Addict For PainI Ain't Got The Tools To Fix MeI...

    SPEND THE NIGHT by John Grey

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    SPEND THE NIGHT by John Grey SPEND THE NIGHT Nothing like the creaky doors,worm-riddled stairs, cobwebbed windows,of an old deserted mansion.Especially at night,in the midst of a thunderstorm,with lightning flashesthe only visibility,thunder thumping clouds together,and rain trampling...

    UP THERE by Roger Singer

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    UP THERE By Roger Singer UP THERE  The moon a legend inthe sky a face totalk toa light to cry under a beaconfor our pathsalongsideriversshorelinesand late nightsidewalks we observefrom hereat thebasement ofgravitya beauty thathaunts us. SMALL AND GREATI lit a candlefor comfortits...