Hand Me Moon – A Poem by Logan Gilley
Take that silver circle
from the bed of dark
cloud wisp
Wrap it with complementary
bows and wrinkled paper
Put it in my palm
for a beautiful holiday.
contemporary poetry
Affording – A Poem by Tempest Brew
I could
afford another
day
in soft clothing
another second
stewing
by the bushes
another word
to push
toward the edge
of a progressing
book.
From What I Knew – A Poem by Tempest Brew
Wisdom
was a tattered
book
I’d never read
a gray beard
too odd on my
round chin
wisdom
it turns out
comes softly
or viciously
with a pause
to think
with time.
Lately I've Been Drinking Fear for Breakfast – A Poem by G. S. Katz
Sometimes I fear everything
It’s easier than having selective fears
Just throw the whole mess in a blender
Then drink it as a smoothie
On Reading Ted Hughes – A Poem by Ananya S. Guha
Droning, honey-sucking
lovers. King and Queen,
live in their hive of domes.
Inside mine, clock ticks
mercilessly. I pick up
one more Ted Hughes poem — to read.
We’re on the Wane – A Poem by Paul Tristram
That coldness which crept in
has now become a frost.
I’ve managed to not
brush up against you in weeks.
We are only cellmates now
waiting for the courage
and common sense
to become prison gate-happy.
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Writing, Drinking, Baseball – A Poem by G. S. Katz
Sublime pleasures
Quiet passion
Rituals
Complexity
Taking chances with words
Drinking more than I should
Writing, in your face
Direct and straight up
Just like the booze
Taking no prisoners
Watching a no-hitter fall apart
Still a shutout though
Always on the verge
Utopia somewhere
Anantomy of Desire – A Poem by Ananya S. Guha
The anatomy of desire
works in tandem with peculiarities, money-spinning, yarns, lies,
spirit of the demagogue.
Falsification in vogue. Mystique carries with it grasping tendencies,
when morale is high. People are wont to do it well nigh.
Anatomies often
are a quirk for all heavens falling apart
till do us part.