Tag: poetry
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“The Night I Stopped Writing Poetry” by December Verbout
I need to scream because all I want to do is write one more poem about her laugh lines before they are gone forever. Write her the ending she so longingly deserves. But as I sat on the front porch steps, all I could hear was the distant, uninviting cicadas.
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“Someday when I’m dead I’ll look back on all” by Gale Acuff
Someday when I’m dead I’ll look back on all this from the future or Eternity is what it might be and wonder how I made it through life but suddenly remember that I didn’t
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“Honeymoon” by Adam D. Weeks and Ellery Beck
How to call these sheets a city, how to reach out and touch.
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Two Poems by Aïcha Martine Thiam
in the middle of a sorrow snowstorm even the tossed timber dice looks pearl sugar white
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“The Last Ones” by Robert L. Penick
They seemed easier to spot thirty years ago, or perhaps my eye was keener.
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“Lawn Chair on the Highway” by Andrew Gent
Lawn Chair on the Highway We are used to the disabledtruck, the inevitabledeer or squirrel carcassstill there a week later. But a chair is unexpected. Upright, positionedat the juncture of highwayand exit where the ramp veers off.As if waiting for its ownerto return, beer in hand,to sit and watch the paradewhere we are all equalparts […]
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“Hiking” by Peggy Hammond
Hiking the Appalachian Trail was embraced as therapy, antidote to tours in Iraq. Now was the time of peace, of filtered sunlight among poplar leaves, of streams tumbling inside rhododendron thickets, of learning if towhee’s call matched guidebook’s drink your teeeeee, learning if blue jays can mimic sharp call of the hawk. Instead, in the […]
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“Prowl for Luck” by Jeff Schiff
Sure flight’s temping And it’d be tough to find a soul who would not slough it all to lift above braided boughs and neglected spires Today however the air at Lake Mary fills with nuisance taunters swoopers guardians of the cosmic lint pile Here they be crammed in oaks and transplanted ash just where their […]
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