‘Fortitude’ and Other Poetry by Mary Jane Myers
Clonmacnoise (Cluain Mhic Nóis) Rocky gray ruins, round tower stronghold, speckling a wide expanse of green, residuum of a...
Clonmacnoise (Cluain Mhic Nóis) Rocky gray ruins, round tower stronghold, speckling a wide expanse of green, residuum of a...
Song of the Beelzebots We lure you with our speed and with our flair. We snare you with our...
Come Spring Come spring, and all the creeping things come back. The gnats and flies (of various kinds). The...
Lydia, De-Tattooed Lady ---with apologies to Groucho Marx The years she spent performing in the sun Have made her epidermis...
Modern Generation Gap I wish some young folks’ touchiness was less extensive, _So more of them could ponder this...
A Fishing Tale ---24 November 2025 Young Jeffrey oft went fishing with his dad Sometimes for perch but oftener...
Beatrice Departs, St. Bernard Arrives: Canto XXXI of Paradise by Dante Alighieri (1265-1321) translated by Stephen Binns It was...
Beauty Is a State of Mind A young Masai tribe suitor who is wanting to get married, Must offer...
The Triumph ---on the three lost legions, and the abrupt end to expansion under Augustus The lovely face of...
Carnival Quintilla Subtly startling Harlequin, Mutely miming tenderness, Yang you are and I am yin, Thrilled to feel your...
Village There once was a village where everyone shared _whenever another had need. The folks in that place were...
Thoughts at Daybreak At break of day, you rise up quietly To check on our young daughter, who lies...
Humpty Dumpty Redux Some say we stole the land we think we own, and that we must return it...
A Forecast of Fortune Here’s my forecast of fortune for today, The local and the universal too, Informed by...
The Cupbearer or the Baker? --Genesis 40 A dream goes through a sieve once we awake, With only fragments...
A Panegyric on the Nativity Babies are cool In spite of the drool And inordinate stool. Babies are cool....
Tapiola Tapio is the Finnish god of the forest; Tapiola is his home. Only a fool disturbs my sylvan...
Breath by Breath An orb of light in darkness flickers out To halt the marching steps of eager trust;...
The War in Heaven ---for the IDF But stranger still and most sublime of all A second vision sweeps...
. The Best Poems of 2025: Winners of the 14th Annual SCP International Poetry Competition Judges C.B. Anderson, Susan Jarvis...
. First Place ($200 Prize) "The Color True" Advika Asthana, 10th grade, Davidson High School, Ohio . Second Place "Refrigerator...
Mythology and Modernism by Joseph S. Salemi Many years ago I attended a poetry reading by my friend Psyche...
Canzone Sung from the Mountains I Above the source of the refreshing fountain, The sloping forest of the...
Winterberry Robins, cardinals, grouse, and bluebirds, Thrushes, waxwings, and grey catbirds. __Where do they go __In the ice and...
How to Acquire and Maintain Political Power Part 1: Acquiring Power Announce that you’re The Savior. _You’ll be...
A Surviving Maduro Guard Speaks A guard who was protecting Nicolás Maduro said: “We did not hear the Yankees...
https://www.youtube.com/shorts/NtGOhHBi2G0?feature=share https://www.youtube.com/shorts/g3TADmtqtLc?feature=share Andrew Benson Brown‘s epic-in-progress, Legends of Liberty, chronicles the major events of the American Revolution. He...
A Bit Player A dorm in Happy Valley. Solo room, door closed: a nineteen-year-old's cozy womb. Our heroine Helen,...
Snowshoeing on a Winter Morning A silver flicker in the tangy pine has stirred us: she, engulfed in puffery...
Politically Incorrect Poem You see, I am a poetess. We of my gender wear a dress. And to some...
Main Message He got a hug when he arrived, _Another when he left, But that attention felt contrived--- _With...
Beyond Minneapolis These freedom haters styled as anti-fascists Arrive like clockwork at all ICE events To foment anarchy. These...
Upon Hiking Eagle Rock Loop, Umpire, AR “Silence breeds creativity.” ---Jason Wood The raucous rush at once absorbed in...
The Sky Small wonder we placed God up in the sky, Within its infinite and blue construed Eternity and...
Out at Third We’d been good friends until I kept saying, “Yes!” And she, who felt uneasy, kept saying,...
Though My Eyes Grow Dim The world that was my senses, Of smell, of taste and sight, With feeling...
Different Strokes The sin for which old Yahweh leveled Sodom, Though scholars, on this point, may disagree, Is penetrating...
Violin Vengeance In circumstances that exist no more, A rickety old mill stood near the border Of provinces in...
The Color True It bruises dusk with velvet shade, Descends where ocean dreams are laid. It clings to wings...
Rain and Snow on Christmas Day In songs of old and times of yore, _'Tis Snow that rules the...
Thanks for the thoughtful comment, Margaret. Yes, the question of “why is it that way” does underlie a fair number…
Mr Winick: brevity and clarity are non identical twins. Skillful and succinct.
CB, I appreciate your commentary, kind analysis and compliment. You're all most welcome.
I had to re-learn the wonder and the love from Francis. I remember watching thunderstorms, being at once scared and…
Your poems, Russel, often suggest questions of "Why is it that way?" Why, for example, should dreams realized be less…
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