Archive for Concrete

  1. THE HOUR GLASS • by Jamie Elliott Keith 10 Comments

     
    Once animal matter or sea creature’s crusty home
    These tiny bits of geological history
    Spill through my grasp so quickly
    I cannot count the number
    How swiftly they slide
    I snatch
    I clutch
    They slip away
    Pouring past the slick sides
    Ground down by water, wind and time
    Over humanly transmuted curves of themselves
    And pile like visible ticks, hours, days, years, lives.

     

    Jamie Elliott Keith makes [...]

    Concrete, Literary

  2. THE CLOSE OF THE DOOR • by Brian Edward Bahr 6 Comments

     
        phone
        rings
    chatter
     and
           laughter
       dancing 
            already
    rattle
        of
                          clothes
                     hangers
    rustling                        fabric
     zip
       of a             dress
    squirt
     of the                          sink
     
            drip
                       drip
     
           thud
     
    clatter 
       on                                         tile
    brush
    sweep
    smooth
     
                        dab
    high heeled
    clicks
     across                                                 hardwood
     the
    close
     of the                                       door
     
     
     

     

    Brian Edward Bahr lives in the woods [...]

    Concrete, Literary

  3. FISH • by Amy Corbin 12 Comments

    Fish
     lie belly-up; inert
    and very  gloomy. Drowned
     bloated  vermin  float  atop. Wrap-
    pers and trash hover in filmy brown
      water. A rainbow slick glazes the mucky
     bay. On and off the water-taxi we go. 
    Ravenous,  our  minds  shift  to 
    thoughts of pizza, wings, and
       nachos. Grateful, we 
    are  for  the
     beauti-
    ful
    sunny day.
     The sign reads,
     “Waterfront Revival Complete.”
     

    Amy Corbin has been previously published in filling Station, The Cynic, Ascent Aspirations, [...]

    Concrete, Nature, Poems

  4. GRAVESTONES • by T.J. McIntyre 6 Comments

    these
    things make no
    sense sometimes it’s
    just things happen and then
    you die and no one knows why not
    a single soul it takes the breath out
    of you and leaves you gasping on a
    search for meaning in a seemingly
    meaningless world that is full up of
    tombstones dirt death worms and
    perhaps silent promises of rebirth
    T.J. McIntyre writes from his home in [...]

    Concrete, Literary, Poems

  5. BLUE CHRISTMAS • by Mark Dalligan 11 Comments

    A
    log fire
    burning, presents
    wrapped, snowflakes falling.
    Dickensian background to the
    opening of our Christmas Schnapps.
    Glasses clinking, laughter flowing, choirs
    singing. I sit quietly, sipping fine kirshwasser.
    Your stinging absence, a brake on the ancient engine of
    festivity.
    Mark Dalligan works in the City and only by subjugating his besuited self is he able to free the Muse. He does this with varying [...]

    Concrete, Holiday/Occasion, Poems