‘Still Going’ and Other Acrostic Poems by Anna J. Arredondo
Still Going It may appear that I’ve run out of chances, No more to rise from absolute defeat, Victim of...
Read moreDetailsStill Going It may appear that I’ve run out of chances, No more to rise from absolute defeat, Victim of...
Read moreDetailsMoloch Beneath the sands and salted fields there lies A desert land of men once prosperous And proud. They raised...
Read moreDetailsThe above images are from the pro-democracy protests going on right now in Hong Kong, as the populace peacefully...
Read moreDetails“Look not on the face, young girl, look at the heart.” —Quasimodo, The Hunchback of Notre Dame A vile, lumbering...
Read moreDetailsTwo original poems for Veterans Day 2019: "Veterans Day" by Roy E. Peterson and "Glory Glimpsed" by T.M. Moore
Read moreDetailsThe Journey Home Enwrapped in flesh we come to earth, Created in our Maker's image, Where from the moment...
Read moreDetailsThe Tricoteuses The starving market women marched, marched on Versailles with kitchen knives; both marching and not marching meant they...
Read moreDetailsThe gold-etched clouds of evensong intone A whisper of rhapsodic melody; Kaleidoscopic shards of psalmody Aflame with facet-fire of...
Read moreDetailsOwe no one anything but to love one another. —Romans 13.8 What shallowness, what an impoverished view of human...
Read moreDetailsby Caud Sewer Bile Elitist, social climbing parvenu, reclusive expert in the CIA, in touch with DNC dirt-digging too, caught...
Read moreDetailsBlack Cat a poem derived from "Schwarze Katze" by Rainer Maria Rilke, as translated by Martin Hill Ortiz A crash!...
Read moreDetailsoriginally published on MacKenzie Lyric Poetry Oh, run with the sun and the wind in your hair! Before the day-star...
Read moreDetailsOn the Untimely Demise of My Hair In days gone by when life for me looked bright, And I rejoiced...
Read moreDetailsSarnia Bound To the Sarnian shores, I´ll set my course when the sky at dawn turns pale, And the...
Read moreDetailsMysterium Tremendum is a central idea in Rudolf Otto's "The Idea of the Holy" I muse upon the sea’s...
Read moreDetailsThe above photographs were taken and submitted by New York City poet Joe Tessitore. We invite readers to pick one...
Read moreDetailsMailied by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749-1832) How brightly nature Shines this morning! What radiant sun! How the fields sing!...
Read moreDetailsLeo Yankevich passed away in December 2018. This poem was submitted by Sally Cook. Crows and leaves beyond the...
Read moreDetailsMy husband posed his need to leave; a family vote was cast. The outcome brought me to my knees...
Read moreDetailsThe Constant Truth A Reflection on the Times of My Life I. The Old Days A sheep filled...
Read moreDetailsHe Wishes to Immortalise His Mistress by Michelangelo Buonarroti How is it, ma mignonne, (as we all know) that figures...
Read moreDetailsSpring In spring the crocuses broke out as bold As brass from refuge in their barren clay. They speared the...
Read moreDetailsIn a town by the sea, where the salt air’s free, Lived a widower and his daughter. She was...
Read moreDetailsCampaign of 1940-1952 True Cincinnati spirit is the love of hearth, the principles of isolation, a life in works of...
Read moreDetailsI hear Boeung Kak has now been filled with gritty sand, turned mud, now earth. The lake’s become a...
Read moreDetailsWind and Vanity after Ecclesiastes 1 My name is Solomon, and you may know me as the king of Israel,...
Read moreDetailsIn every life Woe presses down, We falter then— Face to the ground. This woe in me— Am I alone?...
Read moreDetailsafter Dylan Thomas Let me go gentle into that dark night Let me not rage against the dying light...
Read moreDetailsTime Time to time to time—from tock to tick, to wall to window topple, stop, then stop: a tower, wrist,...
Read moreDetailsUltimatum To My Friendly Neighbor Regarding His Overly-friendly Pet* Dear neighbor, do you love your cat? (I'm sure you must,...
Read moreDetailsThis piece is sponsored by KidSecured by Evan Mantyk and Kathy Brellan Lord Byron was born George Gordon Byron in...
Read moreDetailsDaguerreotype An old once-treasured memory engraved On glass to keep the dying past alive. A fractal blink of time...
Read moreDetailsAglaia, Euphrosyne, Thalia I find them there, no longer young, Though neatly dressed and well preserved: Three sisters in...
Read moreDetailsDoublespeak Denial Rondeau Redoublé “Gender mattered a whole lot less to Shakespeare than it seems to matter to us.” —John...
Read moreDetailsby T.M. Moore Our Image-hungry Age Increasingly, our postmodern generation prefers its communications to be in as few words...
Read moreDetailsHarvest Sonnet If, in June, clouds crack and seeping, Leak their cache upon beast and field, Surety no longer keeping,...
Read moreDetailsFleas with apologies to Joyce Kilmer I think that I shall never see A creature horrid as a flea. A...
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Read moreDetailsChoosing a pet can be vexing and yet it’s important to vet all the choices you’ve got. If you’re...
Read moreDetailsThis recording was made by M. P. Lauretta for the Southend Poetry Group in August 2019. Sonetto n....
Read moreDetailsHi. Thank you very much, Mr Anderson, for your profound and poetic message of reassurance.
Hi Margaret. Thank you very much for taking the time to provide such in depth and nicely articulated feedback, I…
The poem has intriguing features, Brian, not yet much discussed because your social and emotional thrust takes the center of…
As I thought at the time, and told you not long after, Paul, these poems give an excellent perspective of…
Roy, thank you for this pleasant, tranquil poem. Of the things you mention, I choose fountains, writing pens, malls, and…
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