assistant editor Frosty:
"Tama, these poems
"Tama, these poems
have me purrrring,
and,
and,
purrrring even more!"
assistant ed. Tama:
"Me, too! Mister Editor!
Can we honor these poets
in a new post?"
Excellent idea, noble assistant editors- and we'll do it right now!
poet normal Saugerties, New York
in lasting tribute
to the resiliency
of humankind,
children
somewhere
will hold hands singing
on the long walk home
poet Judy Katz-Levine Norwood, Massachusetts
For a brother
Sun on the water as a car passes
those who like to toss a ball into the air and serve
we share a lucky tune
poet t. kilgore splake
Calumet, Michigan
soft needle pine bed
gentle trout stream lilies
soaring butterfly freedom
reaching cliffs summit
old friends waiting
place beyond the clouds
poet pl. wick Empire, Colorado
glassy tourmaline ocean
rolling in advancing... Melrose Ave.-
as night falls
a tiger cowry shell - lost angels bluesmen
what travels to end up and hollow-eyed poets
here in my palm come out to prowl
poet Steve Ausherman Albuquerque, New Mexico
Abandoned railroad
Wildflowers rise Santa Fe rain
Between rotting ties. Adobe walls
Blushing darkly.
poet Dennis Saleh Seaside, California
Timing Out
Time is catching
up to the future
Or is the future
catching its breath
Hold a mirror and
a clock to each other
Hold each day as
a stalking horse
Stalking a hearse
before it turns again
poet Rajnish Mishra Varanasi, India
My verse fresh born now,
Fresh - dead until read. No one,
but just you read it!
poet Bijoy Kant Dubey West Bengal, India
the poetry of nothingness,
a strange vacuum
feeling within,
space and horizons,
laced with an existential search,
telling of my angst, loss and bewilderment
want I to write,
say, say,
how to do that,
say, say you,
who am I,
what I am for
poet Olimpio Coelho de Araújo Sao Vicente, Brasil
WE ARE ALL ASTRONAUTS translator Teresinka Pereira
(Somos todos astronauts) Toledo, Ohio
The gods know we are all astronauts.
They test our fragile limitations,
our shaky, insecure steps.
The gods know how arrogant we are.
The gods know.
poet Carl Mayfield Rio Rancho, New Mexico
Blank Look #871
a face suspended
above a customary skeleton
smiles to itself
as a moment
passes through
assistant ed. Frosty, suggesting, "Mister Editor! We may have a blank look soon without some nourishing poetic treats..."
Worthy suggestion, Frosty, and! Another worthy post from you and Tama!
let's all enjoy our favorite treats...!
let's all enjoy our favorite treats...!
Happy kitty purrs (and a big grin) to you from the mighty shoreline of Colorado's Bear Creek
(and, last, a furry little blessing
from Angelee Deodhar)
see you in a moment
ayaz daryl nielsen
darylayaz@me.com (and/or)
PO Box 596
Longmont, CO
80502
USA
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