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The Essence

By Matthew Bartlett The shadow of an unknown power floatsabove me, a shadow without shape,An eidolon unseenIn delphic, cool dances on rainy clouds,Coming and going like Shelley’s “Spirit of Beauty”In the swishing wisp of a scythe through hyacinth.I am touched by the anoesis;The great nomadic deathOf folie a plusieurs …And…

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Poetry Posts

The Essence

By Matthew Bartlett The shadow of an unknown power floatsabove me, a shadow without shape,An eidolon unseenIn delphic, cool dances on rainy clouds,Coming and going like Shelley’s “Spirit of Beauty”In the swishing wisp of a scythe through hyacinth.I am touched by the anoesis;The great nomadic deathOf folie a plusieurs …And…

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woman yelling

Emotional

By Catherine Hannon Blank mindAndWandering thoughts.Of years past.Of fights,Tempers flaring,Of wrong doings.Also,Of cooking my first full meal.Of our dogs: Ricky, Abbie, Peanut.Of the Disney Channel:Wizards; Sweet Life.This does not make upFor the abuse, mental and emotional –Yelling, screaming.Total shut-downs – mind, body, soul;All numb and dead.Now though… I am alive and…

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moon and stars

Poem to Sew into My Family Tapestry

By Alec Montalvo I don’t know about the others,       but my Grandma once             told me how God stares       back at us through the starsand when they fall, or runacross the night sky, it means       you might have done something             wrong. So follow it up       with three Hail Marysand get to…

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house

Modern Living

By Kristal Peace This old house has plenty of room For misunderstandingsPlenty of space forThe silent treatment: There are four elegant bedrooms that lend comfortTo each person nursing a grudge;The spacious, sunlit kitchen accommodates everyoneAs they take their meals alone.The living room is a cozy gathering placeFor insults, accusations, evasions,…

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gravel road

Departure

By Benjamin J.Chase Always, my father standsin the gravel drivewayof whatever eveningI happen to be leaving. Smiling, he waves. He stands as if to sayeverything else can wait—he will be a father,even into the cold night.As if this were no departure.

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white truck around pine trees

In A Quest For Answers

By Milton Ehrlich After celebrating my wife’s 89th birthday,we googled a man who knows answersto all of life’s fundamental questions.He lived far away, and parking was impossible. I left our car alongside a moat guarding a castle.Screeching white egrets patrolled the grounds.A longtime hiker, I could walk around the world,but…

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people walking through an airport

Arrivals and Departures

By Benjamin J. Chase Sometimes I spend an afternoonon those half-padded seatsfacing glass panelsin the arrivals section,as if at the movie theater,to watch the droves of peopleentering my life. It’s cheating, I know, a way to stealan expectant glancefrom a stranger who might mistake me,for an instant,as a friend. But…

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Dark skies

October Rush

By Matthew Corsi A survival rate does not exist this morning.The wind levies her threat my God, what a mess.A coral reef of death swarms the sky, veins entwined, a single unit of red plushcreates a landscape of rush. Everywhere, everywhere, it becomesthe unit of fatigue. Life is Done for.

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Flower in the sun.

As You Perceive

By Adiela Akoo I am a flower that bloomsPerfume filtering the airI am a veiled mysteryTo hearts that don’t understandAnd eyes that cannot yet seeI am a reflectionI am a teacherI am a lessonI am the yang and the yinI am the quiet voice amidst the dinI am a stranger,…

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Birds flying over forest.

Bird with a Vision

By Shah Tazrian Ashrafi I saw how the forest below was burning And elephants, rhinos, crocodiles, deer, sun-bears, hornbills were climbing the air A crazy, colorful, biodiverse amalgamation. I saw how the dead drifted away like smoke Both from cities, from forests. How the animals’ and the humans’ phantoms became…

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