‘Forest Fire Fantasy’: A Trenta-Sei Poem by James A. Tweedie
Forest Fire Fantasy ---a trenta-sei The smoke from summer fires filled the air, A lightning storm had been the...
Read moreDetailsForest Fire Fantasy ---a trenta-sei The smoke from summer fires filled the air, A lightning storm had been the...
Read moreDetailsWhere the Ground Gives Way Once I took your face into my hand, and sunlight showed the tears within...
Read moreDetailsTwo-Tier Keir: Being a Short Account of a Trickster He sought to be in politics--- _Self-virtued Dalai Lama. Instead,...
Read moreDetailsCanzone of Parting I There are secluded places in the wild Where the breeze settles, like a weary...
Read moreDetailsWhat Happened to the Ayatollah? I The Ayatollah’s disappeared: It’s just as all his friends have feared; But...
Read moreDetailsAn Excerpt Get up and amble through the city of the massacre, then lock your eyes, and, with your...
Read moreDetailsA Very Early Taste of Poetry by Joseph S. Salemi The earliest and most important steps in attaining literacy...
Read moreDetailsMurder at the Stocker Mansion A Poetic Noir Whodunit ---San Francisco. 1948. 1. Prologue The Stocker mansion sits...
Read moreDetailsBarabbas They named their chosen one and set him free. They picked a thug who reeked of others’ blood....
Read moreDetailsOut of the Box Round and round the mulberry bush The monkey chased the weasel. The monkey thought ‘twas...
Read moreDetailsTo the Captive Sun You set now, levitating low, Just deigning lazily to throw Your gently flaming, scarlet glow...
Read moreDetailsThe Birthday of a Bride A woman, when she enters into labor on the day She brings at last...
Read moreDetailsThe Precious Blood The blood of Jesus bought me from the hands Of foes for whom I scorned divine...
Read moreDetailsStabat Mater Dolorosa by Jacopone da Todi (1228-1306) translated by Morrison Handley-Schachler In the hour of crucifixion, Mourning and...
Read moreDetailsThe Lip Surely before I have felt as though heaven _were pressed to my lips such as this, Yet...
Read moreDetailsWho Do You Think You Are? You don’t know me, nor do you know my friend. You’re ignorant of...
Read moreDetailsIn partnership with the White House's Freedom 250 initiative. Submit Email a poem in celebration of America's 250th Anniversary to...
Read moreDetailsUnexploited Providence “Why am I here?” I was afraid to ask, While walking—half asleep—this land of wonders. So, stumbling...
Read moreDetailsWhat We Learn From Breaking Waves Those who climb the furthest up the shore Are not the waves that...
Read moreDetailsPigeonholed The box they shove her in is small and dark. It skews all views and leaves her little...
Read moreDetailsA Dear John Letter to Chaucer, in the Style of Chaucer Dear Geoff, I took the pilgrim’s springtime jaunt...
Read moreDetailsInterdisciplinary Indiscipline A lifetime ago, back in seventh-grade band, “The Bullwhip” had all us kids pledge to expand Our...
Read moreDetailsLeicester Square Concert —A true story. Note: Leicester is pronounced “Lester” I traveled to an intel brief _Convened in...
Read moreDetailsBy the Waters of Babylon All faces are foreign here, all streets unknown, and even the sun seems like...
Read moreDetailsHow Septuagenarian’s Cope Past seventy. Age does prevail. _The day is growing dim. I’ve managed through life’s calms and...
Read moreDetailsThe Antipope Gives Military Advice Aircraft should always be vehicles of peace, never of war! No one should fear...
Read moreDetailsReplication and Cessation Your parents had four children, grand-kids eight. But as for great-grandchildren, they’ll have none. How could...
Read moreDetailsUpon Meeting a Crane ---at the Wilmington VA Medical Center I met a crane; the crane met me beside...
Read moreDetailshttps://youtu.be/G9FpJcfCcGw Back or Bottom? “Your back or bottom?” Dowdy grabbed the switch, a riding whip, from off...
Read moreDetailsRemains No-one saw them tumble empty down the fathoms, somersaulting gently on their way, at random caught and wafted...
Read moreDetailsRe-shifting in Reverse Alas, I fear the world has fallen prey To well-conceived and ill-intended evil; An armageddon; shattered...
Read moreDetailsThe Face At night, surreptitiously, it emerges out of the TV screen, or when the light bulb's put to...
Read moreDetailsThe Teahouse Garden A place where you can leave your cares behind And have a restful, meditative mind; A...
Read moreDetailsSnow Foe I’m rather certain snow falls for a reason, Like adding charm to wintertime’s cold season. But after...
Read moreDetailsFireship ---August 7, 1588. The English Channel. Since William’s conquest England has not faced Such danger of defeat---so dire...
Read moreDetailsMorning Glory The mornings are a challenge for the old man. Get up. Get dressed. Get the dogs out....
Read moreDetailsTinian Tucked into the corner of the sea, Birthed in fire, volcanic history, A stepping stone across the ocean...
Read moreDetailsPrayer (5:00 a.m.) Some stubborn pain (the world… the past…) Is peeking through the cracks, and all I want...
Read moreDetailsDamon and Pythias The two spoke number lore with every breath, Disciples of Pythagoras and friends, But one was...
Read moreDetailsThe Throne at Knossos Kings, nations, empires, tongues have passed, Through fourscore centuries, but you last, _Carved from immortal...
Read moreDetailsI love this poem, Paul, because of how well it describes and explains one of the most uniquely beautiful places…
Joe, I love your interpretation - as far as I'm concerned" a gold-digging young gigolo who attaches himself to a…
Urszula, what an imaginative limerick! That is something Poe might have done! Sorry to be so late seeing this.
Agreed, Urszula! Thank you for commenting.
When I was in the U.K. I heard that "poodle" could mean a henpecked or subservient husband, and by extension…
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