Archive for Other
-
THE SOUND • by Michael Fidler
3 Comments
I dreamt of a sound A ping pong game With balloon racquets Bouncing cubes of rice On a pudding table I awoke to rain Michael Fidler has been writing poetry off and on since college. He retired a few years ago and began attending poetry classes where his love for poetry was nurtured. Besides reading, [...]
Other, Poems, Surreal
-
APPENDECTOMY 1997 • by Kevin Ridgeway 1 Comment
Fourteen years old stoned to the gills on Demerol poked into the left buttock by a saintly nurse gazing at a television suspended from the ceiling Robert Mitchum’s dead and Mike Tyson dined on an opponent’s ear Enough bizarre local news yarns time for an evening stroll I.V. rig in hand pacing endless linoleum of [...]
Humour/Satire, Other, Poems
-
DEPRESSION • by Charles W. Kiley III No Comments
In autumn I turned an ankle in this ground-hollow; now the grass runs thick across the concavity like hair unshorn on an old man’s sunken pate. Its thin filaments bear me up. Charles W. Kiley III is a freelance writer and aspiring zookeeper with many RPG design credits to his name. His favorite [...]
Other, Poems
-
RESURRECTION • by James Graham 4 Comments
With my spade I planted it too close to a gully between houses a defile the wind would always find. One January morning, I know the ice-locusts have come. They have skimmed the fields and found the breach. I did not see them as I slept but the tree still trembles. It is grey. Not [...]
Other, Poems
-
RUNNING AWAY • by James Graham 3 Comments
At the age of eight I ran away from the Korean War. On the first four notes of Big Ben’s tune (it’s-time-to-go) I made for my room, and studied my jigsaw or read Alice. My cat Doodlebug – I wished she could grin. I never went back to the Korean War. Much later, at fifty, [...]
Other, Poems
-
PIERCETON SMITHY • by James Graham 4 Comments
Here the big working horses waited to be shod. I could almost drown in this deep meadow now; I wade through rowan saplings, foxgloves, Lady’s Bedstraw. Look, a crowd of little stars the size of sixpences, styles and ovaries of April green, petals of December snow! Galium in flower: I call it [...]
Other, Poems
-
SIXES • by James Graham 6 Comments
When I was six, I tumbled down the rabbit-hole with Alice. I loved the tetchy caterpillar, and the Turtle. I could have put that Hatter in his place, and told a better story than the dormouse – treacle-well, indeed! – that would have had the three of them transfixed – and thankfully, speechless. [...]
Other, Poems
-
WAKING IN FIELDS • by A. S. Andrews 3 Comments
Walk a dirt road through yesterday’s fields of tumbleweeds dust rises in the wake of time ploughs forward upends dandelions whispers of youth float back to rest on yellow daisies thistles, milkweed damp soil after summer’s storm rolls through, the road becomes a street a highway the walk becomes a limp a shuffle heat [...]
Other, Poems
-
FISHING • by Helen Mazarakis 2 Comments
I thought I was strong, then. But when that fish bit the line I could not reel it in. Sitting, feet braced, in the aft chair of the boat, I only just held on. The captain pulled it in with such ease, as if it were a minnow. What training, what tricks [...]
Other, Poems
-
MOBY DICK • by Allison Davies 1 Comment
Every Monday he’s there; marbled egg belly a perfect shelf for hands, twitching. Never swims more than a length or two, stands, monolith man in the shallow end watching the girl in the blue tankini. Eyes trickle down the length of her, edacious. She slips below the surface, and him surging behind, Moby Dick, [...]
Other, Poems
