Closed BookI am writing our names in chalk, watching them fade in the rainWords once ricocheted off your tongue, pulsed in my brainYour spit bruised
Tag: Poetry
Honeymoon Period By Maggie Palmer
Honeymoon PeriodRock candy-blue skies and Sprite in your beer,Hollywood lovers could honeymoon here -Rose-red sunsets on the water, names and hearts drawn in the sand
Autumn Day 1983 By Wes Carrington
Autumn Day 1983The flag’s half-mast for our boys over there,gray clouds slump in the sky.October leaves fallen, brown on the ground,now it’s your turn to
Cut By Marc Darnell
Cut Sleeping slit on bed of skin,stubborn newborn eye,he dreams of phantom pain,a vein, a ruby sky.The heart afar is calling him,the beat repeats his
Where the Land Lies Hard Against the Sea By Scott Stolnack
Where the Land Lies Hard Against the SeaShe kens the moon through sea cupped in her bonesconjures mountains from wind and dustconjures men from spine
THE SORROW DANCE By Mark J. Mitchell
THE SORROW DANCE For JJLast season’s sorrows cannot fadebefore fresh wounds make her afraid.The phone rings, only telling bad newsfrom great distance. Someone else to lose.More
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