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News of the ApocalypsePoetry

News of the Apocalypse

Cameron McClureDecember 10, 2022

i dreamt people thought i was dead and naked waitresses served them at my wake when i woke and listened to the news i…

performancePoetry

performance

Michael AckerDecember 9, 2022

well penned words on a page not unlike well trained actors on a stage

6:09 a.m.Poetry

6:09 a.m.

james stephenDecember 8, 2022

one day this poem woke up homeless it moved its shadow across the street but nothing else changed birds flew overhead traffic moved along…

Happy ThingsPoetry

Happy Things

Ann KammererDecember 7, 2022

I wish I could write happy things, stuff about daisies, moonlight, a first kiss, or a mid-life lover, the greeting card stanzas that warm…

Square Jaw and GSOHPoetry

Square Jaw and GSOH

Cameron McClureDecember 6, 2022

according to webMD for three weeks every month women prefer men with feminine features as they are more likely to be committed and nurturing…

A Present for the FishermanPoetry

A Present for the Fisherman

Raymond HuffmanDecember 6, 2022

He needed nothing for Christmas but fishing was in his blood Just to feel the sea breeze the smell of the water the pull…

4:48 a.m.Poetry

4:48 a.m.

james stephenDecember 5, 2022

condemned to die but in the meantime we can watch free movies

what isPoetry

what is

Michael AckerDecember 5, 2022

looking at the mountain with its stationary stare and seemingly vacant thought it is tempting to assume absolute ignorance a mere feature within a…

In DefensePoetry

In Defense

Dale PattersonDecember 4, 2022

There is a shark in the bath water, a frightening fin making late night calls titled, “Bye-Bye America.”    We listen, but the dialogue is…

A Father’s AdvicePoetry

A Father’s Advice

Raymond HuffmanDecember 4, 2022

One day when I was fourteen watching TV in our basement alone my father who could do everything it seemed design buildings rebuild car…

eulogy for DeanPoetry

eulogy for Dean

Mike CasettaDecember 3, 2022

Dean wrote his heart out often out of his mind hitchhiking the back roads riding along with any muse who stopped to pick him…

I needPoetry

I need

Julie A. DicksonDecember 3, 2022

mounds of paper, pens that never run out of ink to write, write watch squirrels bend low branches, bend not break, my back bends…