Home Poetry - Year V - Number 30 - November 2019

Poetry - Year V - Number 30 - November 2019

    INCONSTANTE CORAÇÃO by Roseangelina Batista

    0
    INCONSTANTE CORAÇÃOby Roseangelina Batista INCONSTANTE CORAÇÃOPrelúdio ao poema de Ajahn Mun Ora um fluxo de momentos,ora um fluxo de vazio presente. A semântica...

    SEARCHING by Brionna Nijah

    0
    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...

    SPEND THE NIGHT by John Grey

    0
    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...

    PANERA by James Croal Jackson

    0
    PANERA by James Croal Jackson  Panera I lost the important thingssweeping baguette crumbsunderneath an industrialfan– cyclicality, the broom’s sashayfrom one end of the...

    LISBON by John Drudge

    0
    The Café DownTo the Latin QuarterTo the caféBy the storeWhere you boughtThat green dressWhere we lockedOur bikesTo the street lampAnd raced the rainTo salvationWhere the tableWas oursIn our universeAway...

    WHITE WINGS by Dr Daniel King

    0
    WHITE WINGSby Dr. Daniel King Marchese We march on the mare far from the iceThat towers and almost reaches to spaceWhere ion assaults will serve to...

    UP THERE by Roger Singer

    0
    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...

    FIVE POEMS by Simon Perchik

    0
    FIVE POEMS by Simon Perchik   *Hiding on this tiny rockits light is falling arm over armbrought down as hammer blows and mountains...

    A LIFE NOT OUR OWN by Melissa Chappell

    0
    A LIFE NOT OUR OWN by Melissa Chappell   A Life Not Our Own The lights of the television crews shone as bright...

    WEDDING by Timothy Loveday

    0
    WEDDING by Timothy Loveday   Maggots she cannot tell herhusband that there aremaggots in her fanny. thatthe maggots only feed on deadflesh. that...