By Your Thirst
Spilt scarlet,
Alarming, disarming,
Screams of ‘Harlot‘
Shattered glass –
Tasked with the act
Of post-row cleanup.
Is it blood
Or is it wine? Continue reading “Rock Song – Vino Y Sangre – JG”
Tag: Poetry
Villanelle – December – JG
Serenity
Enemy of the future, refusing to embark
Steadily into the present – stillness in the blood –
Serenity in the identity of a life in park. Continue reading “Villanelle – December – JG”
Villanelle – December Theme – Marcy Erb
Mud and Gold
Mud in California is a brindled and feral beast
No mythical runny bog, but a good thick paste
Sticky thick with gold, yes, sir! They say easy street
Villanelle – Mud-Stained Boots – SD
“The Runaway”
Soulful eyes gaze, and through the wild you’ve roamed
In the snowy mountains, sheltered in the night.
What is it that you sought, once lost, once alone? Continue reading “Villanelle – Mud-Stained Boots – SD”
December’s Theme: Tracking Mud through the House
Hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving/weekend. I spent much of my long weekend in the mountains, where we had temperatures from bitter cold to chilly-but-nice. That’s the Appalachians for you. My mini vacation gave me some inspiration for our next monthly theme, but we’ll get to that.
November featured our regular contributors again, with a galumphing theme which carried the symbolic depth I had hoped it would. Continue reading “December’s Theme: Tracking Mud through the House”
Free Verse – Soldier, Lake, Glass – JG
Reflections
Enthralled in the gaze of the hypnotic lake,
Vivid blue, for you, only, do I gladly forsake,
All others and all else; let the depth my will take. Continue reading “Free Verse – Soldier, Lake, Glass – JG”
Free Verse – Soldier, Lake, Glass – SD
Post-Traumatic
Alone she sits in a white padded room,
Trapped in a box it only feels like a tomb,
While the white-coated man coaxes out her tune,
Sippin’ from a mug runneth over with gloom. Continue reading “Free Verse – Soldier, Lake, Glass – SD”
Misplaced Missives #139 – Playing Cards – JG
139. Playing Cards
Your honesty is only there when it suits you;
The attention I bet; the effort you neglect;
Their only reward is guilt and regret.
I suspect I’ll never win your heart or your trust,
And that my prize will be the hush
Left from unanswered questions and awkward silences. Continue reading “Misplaced Missives #139 – Playing Cards – JG”
November Theme: Galumphing Returns!
So kind of a dead month for the October poetry theme, huh? After rolling through various themes with a few submissions each, October featured a grand total of two submissions for the charity theme. Maybe I’ll just have to start spamming all of your message boards with poetry requests!
Or maybe the theme just wasn’t all that interesting, which is understandable, considering the last time we featured a non-sins/virtues theme was way back in June. (I agree, the charity theme was a bit lackluster, but do yourself a favor and go back and read through some of those previous sins/virtues poems from our writers. There were a lot of fascinating submissions.) Continue reading “November Theme: Galumphing Returns!”
Submission for October’s Theme – Poem on Charity
Maybe it was not wanting to let go of the seven sins and virtues theme we did all summer, but the poem on charity took a while to mature and be ready for posting. I did deviate from the assignment a tad – this poem is in the form of a ruba’i – a form derived from the Persian quatrain with the rhyme scheme aaba. In honor of All Hallows’ Eve, I call the accompanying illustration “Deconstructed Pumpkin.” Cheers!
