Poetry

Nobody came today to ask me questions, nor has anyone asked me for anything this afternoon. I have not seen...

(All poetry by Bruce Dale Wise) Venezuelan Woes by Lud Wes Caribee As Socialist experiment Venezuela sinks into far greater...

This villanelle is a tribute to the Rust Belt, and all the communities devastated when corporations close their American plants...

  “Let glorious acts more glorious acts inspire, And catch from breast to breast the noble fire!" —The Iliad, Homer,...

Musical Comedy or Doggerel for Dilettantes The Sonata Like a Classical sonata, our day opens with a theme, Whether thrown...

Canto 3 is the third canto in the sequence of the English Cantos, the first two of which are available...

  Please bring the wine cuz I'm flat broke, I couldn't even buy a can of Coke. But once you...

in tribute to James Sale and in memory of Joe M. Ruggier (1956-2018), who first published this poem in The...

Paradox as Explanatory Paradigm in Norman MacCaig’s ‘Summer Farm’ by Phillip Whidden   Summer Farm Straws like tame lightnings lie...

A Question of Faith The crowd cheered on their betters’ masquerade, Emotions seethed as memes were hatched and grew; Elijah...

  I like to write, and writing's free; Liberates mind of memory. I take a chance to be creative; For...

I See a Friend I see a friend, pull up a stool to talk to this old stupid fool. Both...

Meaningful. Active and interesting. Strong. ___Simply not counting the days, as if stray, ______dreary, unworthy, but making them count, serve,...

  They stood on the porch, Eyes over the land. The young and old man, Making their plans. The old...

  Exodos, Prologos to the Class of 2018 In times uncertain, ask your truest friends For counsel, and take all...

The silent seeds in wild wastes germinate; The gardened apple trees dripping in bloom. Creation calls and hears, each for...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_0BeEHXjXIM   The Ghost of Phil Ochs by David Paul Behrens When you see homeless people on the street, When...

  Island City: Auckland I’ve grown to love this place of sea and noise Where buildings have assumed a regal...

  Ode to Cole’s “The Titan’s Goblet” O Grand Enigma! Tower of Life! Thy lofty scene ___Is but the glimpse...

This poem is dedicated in memoriam to Ms. Wang Lixuan. Because she was raising awareness about the repression of peaceful...

The constancy of change is to be wished; To find a partner and to settle down, To build a life,...

Thank you to everyone who participated and made this a great year for rhyming riddles! —Evan Mantyk, Judge First Place...

  Pentadactyl 5-foot dactylic poem with a truncated fifth foot on the odd-numbered lines. With apologies to Pterodactyls. Dactyls are...

The Ballad of the Poor Troubadour I’m past my prime __and I’m out of time— I never made a dime...

An earlier version of this piece was published in The Epoch Times By Evan Mantyk When Jon McNaughton released his...

  ‘Leonardo the Great’ was a painter sublime, Never rushing to brush while to-do-lists claimed time; As commissions part-done, lay...

On the recent and coordinated banning of Alex Jones' media outlet Infowars.com by Google, Twitter, Facebook, and Apple by Seer...

  Why photograph a fact when you can catch A nightmare, be a Jackson Pollock or A Dalí at his...

The Lord: "Behold, as the clay is in the potter’s hand, so are ye in mine hand." (Jeremiah 18:6) Swiftly...

A little baffling it's, a bit insane and funny too, this whole God-farm affair. You sow invisible seeds in ghostly...

καὶ κραναᾶς Βαβυλῶνος ἐπίδρομον ἅρμασι τεῖχος καὶ τὸν ἐπ᾽ Ἀλφειῷ Ζᾶνα κατηυγασάμην, κάπων τ᾽ αἰώρημα, καὶ Ἠελίοιο κολοσσόν, καὶ μέγαν αἰπεινᾶν πυραμίδων κάματον, μνᾶμά τε Μαυσώλοιο πελώριον ἀλλ᾽ ὅτ᾽ ἐσεῖδον Ἀρτέμιδος νεφέων ἄχρι θέοντα δόμον, κεῖνα μὲν ἠμαύρωτο † δεκηνιδε νόσφιν Ὀλύμπου ἅλιος οὐδέν πω τοῖον ἐπηυγάσατο. I have set eyes on the wall of lofty Babylon on which is...

(All poetry by Bruce Dale Wise) Crossing the Swamp by Jon MacNaughton by Caud Sewer Bile "If freedom of speech...

In the Poetry Writing Workshop “Milton conceived the Paradise Lost as a whole before he executed it in portions. We...

—from A Gallery of Ethopaths* The computer is a simple tool— It cannot change an arrant fool Into a brilliant,...

  Slender pillar burning bright, remarkably distinguished. I wish that you could stay the night but you must be extinguished....

Sonnet on the Death of Teeth I’m amused by a brush with Death In the depths of my bathroom mirror....

. . The Federal and the Doric The Federal and the Doric Combined a stern austere; They frowned upon the...

  Pink has become a favored cultural color, more subtle, less primitive than red: black mixed with pink is considered...

Aldeyjarfoss If, in some grim sensory exercise In a laboratory, behind a screen Where staunch technicians memorialize Their findings, everything...

Translations from Belarusian by the poet's son Ihar Kazak.    The Explosion May mayhem never strike our good Earth; The...