four back-facing baseball caps slouched black jackets
touched by street-light
furtive into shadow
moving on
~ Joanna M. Weston
Joanna M. Weston has had poetry, reviews, and short stories published in anthologies and journals for twenty five years. Her middle-reader, Those Blue Shoes, published by Clarity House Press; and […]
chain-link fence and parking lot
with three battered cars
in oil-slicked puddles
misery sealed in a bottle
recycled over-used
tipped and drained past midnight
when screw-you gets
slammed gut and dirty shroud
behind the final yell
thump on bone
loaded into the dumpster
emptied with bleeding
over that chain-link fence
~ Joanna M. Weston
Joanna M. Weston has had poetry, reviews, and short stories published in anthologies […]
Stuck
like statues
in moss
and faint etchings
content
to keep life stable
without
soul or vision
on a weathered prairie
gravestones
mark the rest
of those without pain
but still in prison
~ Kelvin Bueckert
Kelvin Bueckert currently lives and writes from the plains of Manitoba, Canada. He has written many books, including a collection of poetry, Revelry in Reverie. He can be found at kelvinbueckert.com.
There was peace
because
we were planted
in the fertile soil
of the violent
dreaming
we were loved
our blood glory
trickling rust from
a hollow statue
our only remains
are memories
of a battle won
as the war
once gone
begins again
~ Kelvin Bueckert
Kelvin Bueckert currently lives and writes from the plains of Manitoba, Canada. He has written many books, including a collection of poetry, Revelry in Reverie. He […]
is forgotten among the pasture
where November winds are colder
than a whisper of icicles.
This home of fallen timbers
weather-ravaged
a sanctuary for mice,
other creatures
sky peeking through apple trees
pussy willows alongside
a muddy bank
an album of memories
a reminisce. Our childhood swam
in that creek.
We chased cows
fed pigs
minded the chickens
helped momma and poppa
busy with chores. Then grew up into
city folk a long […]
