Her eyes, her eyes, her dashing eyes, Full of life and glowing surprise. Growing wide, as in the dark of night, Whenever life brings her delight. Quiet with feeling, and wet with tear, When the sad refrain of a song she would hear. Laughing and flashing with strength and fire, Speaking her love and her […]
Poetry Corner: Merrilee Cavencia “Where is Daddy?”
A regular work day at the construction site Building mini-mansions for the wealthy Irrigation pipes laid into hand carved trenches, Sweat on the olive colored faces, Two by fours hauled from the truck to the site, Set in place, nailed with care Building mini-mansions for the wealthy. Steady work, decent pay, Backs aching by evening. […]
Poetry Corner: Martin Apple “The Last Flag Standing at the End of History”
A beautiful flag waves over the Land of the Free A star for every state that it must oversee Its fold and its stripes each number thirteen Declaring boldly our rights, each one overseen The right to bear arms; a slave none shall be Freedom of speech, even if all disagree Petition my government for […]
Poetry Corner: James Garrett “Did You Know Them?”
Did you really know them, From which your feelings stem? Moving through life from Freshmen on. Finally seniors, and soon they are gone. Friendships started on summer grass, Soon stand forgotten as short years pass. Thoughts mature and young people change. Seen so rare their features are strange. Remember the youths standing so much in […]
Poetry Corner: Johanna Ely “On High School Graduation Day”
You chatter and preen in your seat like a radiant bluebird- your graduation gown puffed out like a sail that has finally caught the wind. You have blossomed into a wide-eyed sunflower- tenderly watering your roots with your own tears. And now, all these days lie ahead of you my lovely one- all these glorious, […]
Poetry Corner: James Garrett “The Torch”
The torch is lit. The torch glows. The torch blazes. The torch grows. The torch glowed brightest, Just before the dawn. Bright, shiny faces, The light shown on. The torch casts shadows. The torch pushes darkness back. The wayward wanderer Can lose their track. The torch is fueled. The torch has a last, lusting burst. […]
Poetry Corner: James Garrett “A Teacher’s Lament”
Little deaths, The children leave. Little deaths, Alone I grieve. One like a daughter, One like a son. Graduation arrives, Off they run. Each came, Both Jacks and Jills, Young and full, Both ache and thrills. With them goes A piece of your heart, Though you know That you must part. It can’t be seen, […]
Poetry Corner: “Memorial Day Thoughts,” submitted by Carolyn Fallon
Pensees on that Memorial Day time-that sack cloth and ashes time, that dies ire, dies illa memorial—-submitted Carolyn Fallon, Benicia “What passing bells for those who die like cattle—- The old lie: ‘Dulce et decorum est, Pro Patria mori.’—- Above all I am not concerned with poetry, My subject is War, and the pity of […]
Poetry Corner: James Garrett “So Many Died”
Look at the photos. The men look so bold. Young boys really, Who never grew old. If fear was there, It stayed inside. Honor was there, It showed with pride. Pimples on their noses, Freckles on their cheeks. The faded photos. Each one speaks. The rural family knows. The city one too. The photos reveal. […]
Poetry Corner: James Garrett “The Old Hat”
The old hat is pulled down near his eyes. A hat that’s so much bigger than his size. It’s so worn and old with age, Yet with it he plays upon his stage. He carried out his act throughout the days. The actions not yet matching his young gaze. Now the hat stays on its […]