Poetry

Love Song for a Grapefruit Dear Grapefruit, I of late have been untrue, Seduced by sweet confections of all sorts;...

from a crown of sonnets I. In Khayelitsha, an urban township of Cape Town, an average of 635 sexual assaults...

Investment Strategies At work we studied many charts and graphs With due attention to the bottom line, But had we...

I. The Evacuation of St Kilda The remote island community on St Kilda had existed for thousands of years in...

When our new park enticed me to a walk I saw a dandelion on the trail. Its yellow bloom hung...

I'll never own a leaf blower, I'll never rake with noise, Or drive away God's tiny mole By blasting at...

  My father woke the day that he __Was in the forest born To find that all gentility __Was from...

These Nice Guys after Gwendolyn Brooks NICE CHRISTIAN MAN. A DIME A DOZEN. These nice guys. They forfeit the prize....

Haiku   When a newborn cries, locked in a room by itself, does it make a sound?   Fog enshrouds...

Evening Stroll by P.C. Boutens (1870-1943), written in The Hague in 1909, translated by Leo Zoutewelle We wandered much too...

Thank you to everyone who participated! Judges: Joseph S. Salemi, Adam Sedia, Manfred Dietrich   First ($100 Prize) A spike...

  This is a tale of sibling rivalry from the 1812 Brothers Grimm collection of Children’s and Household Tales. Similar...

  The Moon, torn from the Sun, her only lover, Rose, starry-eyed and weeping beams of light, A mourning widow...

After the Rain After the rain, it’s time to walk the field again, near where the river bends. Each year...

all poetry by Bruce Dale Wise The Captive Caesar by Aedile Cwerbus Though it was many years ago, millennia, in...

Bucket-Kicking Musings “Let us live so that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry.” —Mark Twain...

The Devil at Woodstock I was a mere sixteen that Summer day We all piled in a beat-up car and...

Beyond Scientism Old wives’ tales, humble kin of ancient lore, Like road signs carved in stone are durable. Traditionists are...

Gray I feel a certain loyalty to gray. Gray days, gray sweaters, cars - gray everything. Gray soothes and calms....

  One interesting question is ‘why poetry, specifically?’ I am currently writing an ‘epic’ called The English Cantos, and I...

Faith I'm pond scum, someone said today. Some soup primordial, in a bay was struck by lightning. Oh, I see...

Ned’s Revision Ned Kelly was an outlaw, of humble Irish stock; Born to Australian parents who farmed a rural block....

  Do I remember him? How could I fail To think of that tender boy, handsome and hail, Zealous and...

An ode to Johann Sebastian Bach (1685-1750) Sebastian: from Greek “venerable” I touch the pages of your music. Then My...

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  From A Gallery of Ethopaths Ethopaths fear, as much as cancer, A straight, unvarnished, simple answer. They love the...

  Two Laws In this imperfect world who suffers less: A good man wrongly jailed with conscience clear? Another whose...

  Two mass shootings took the lives of twenty-nine this afternoon. Fifty-one (at least) were injured, every life cut short...

A Clerihew is a four-line comic poem with a rigid rhyming scheme, aabb, but no metric requirements. It stands in...

  Giacomo da Lentini is a Sicilian who is generally considered the creator of the sonnet. This translation is by...

"Antaeus, the son of Terra, the Earth, was a mighty giant and wrestler, whose strength was invincible so long as...

"Made in China" “Made in China” reads the label— Shattered on the coffee table: Some cheap and broken plastic toys...

Poet's Note: These five sonnets and song are the product of a four-week journey taken in June to Ireland and...

Roots in the Sky, Boots on the Ground: Metaphysical Poems C.B. Anderson, Kelsay Books, 107 pages paperback, ISBN-10: 1949229688 2019,...

  The Teacher to His Students The traffic light turns green. Your car won’t budge. You’re either texting or completely...

A Haiku My mirror shatters and what most clearly matters remains to be seen.   You and Me Some sins...

Dust My soul clings to the dust. Ps. 119.25 How like the dust my soul can be. I see it...

  Theseus Amazed Around corners through archway and gate Sensing forever the enemy’s mind Poised to avenge the innocents’ fate...

  inspired by John Masefield’s “Sea-Fever” (1902) I will go down to the bush again, where the days hang crisp...

  The Woke Man’s Person’s Burden "Virtually no idea is too ridiculous to be accepted, even by very intelligent and...