As With Recitation And The Loss Of A Kuhi
Poems about Poetry As with Recitation and The Loss of a Kuhi by Desmond Kon Zhicheng-Mingdé this thieving of love tightrope against what it means – to visit the past who is good; who wrong? which brittle, yellowing build? of old, bluing tarpaulin? uniform as points, squares, lined instincts […]
Antediluvian Kural On Twitter
Poems about Poetry Antediluvian Kural on Twitter by Desmond Kon Zhicheng-Mingdé He kicked off his sandals, walked barefoot into the kitchen. “I want to believe you. Will you let me?” The moon went blue, strange and grey. ~ I don’t feel safe in this world. Like their lyric poet, […]
Alexander
Poems about Poetry ALEXANDER by kapardeli eftichia Alexander “Greek Prince ‘ one hand holds the spear and Shield under the armpit “Resindet that Pindos called Macedon “ divided into real time heir of the ancient world son of Zeus Ammon Blood Alexander divine blood a God who is fertile land gives fruit, […]
Acts Of Love
Poems about Poetry Acts of Love by kapardeli eftichia The … Love … does not ignore designs and soul expensive materials .. building Acts of love … angel sweet kisses born in crypt of our hearts … … In our personal secrets whispers Dense foliage are … Holiness … the […]
A Single Man
Poems about Poetry A Single Man by kapardeli eftichia Do the lamb the passage of life A small cross in baptism neck just fits no other ornaments *** And body smell the smell of the world thirsty, naked, light body … a single man soul all fit in unbearable […]
A Poet039s Privilege
Poems about Poetry A Poet’s Privilege by Monique Kwachou If I use these words to bare the soul For all this world to see, And if with this pen, tell all societies secrets Leave it be, it is my will And I may criticize everything All that I see,tearing down faulty […]
A Poem
Poems about Poetry A Poem by kapardeli eftichia Snow… the last white flakes fall on the earth Castaways resemble in deserted beach and the sea white blood kapardeli eftichia Copyright ©: kapardeli eftichia Poetry Monster – Home […]
A Dialogue
Poems about Poetry A Dialogue by Kapardeli Eftichia A dialogue between in weak and strong People under roofs …Winter WAITING and others forgotten with the rain the grass and stone blend … but roses are heavenly Unsorted THE SWEET Evening breath and surrendered to the sun The time passed similar with […]
A Choka Is A Littoral Drift
A Choka is a Littoral Drift by Desmond Kon Zhicheng-Mingdé Of time, the interstitial – of resisting, a soft wait of normal things, amusement the glassy voice here feelings like a treble hook to seat, bit of daub feelings normative like opening decisions paving and stone-boiled in this […]
Gazebo
in the gazebo by Bozena Helena Mazur-Nowak (for my Mother Danuta in Heaven) a warm September day, the thirteenth, your birthday, Mom smell of coffee on the terrace sun is frolicking in the asters there is a pergola in the middle of the orchard entwined with wild ivy you […]
All Days Seem Same
All days seem the same by Bozena Helena Mazur-Nowak The outside world is waiting to be healed but blinds cover the windows and pain clings like a demon with sharp claws and the way out is like the Way of the Cross. On the threshold the pain stumbles over despair and […]
Woken Up By Beautiful Dreams
Woken up by Beautiful Dreams by Azam Siddiqui woken up early by beautiful dreams I have some place to go I wake up on my own When someone’s waiting for me I know you laugh at how i can be so sure I laugh how cant i be so when I […]
The Poet Angels Who Came To Dinner
The Poet-Angels Who Came to Dinner by Aberjhani 1. Neither had been invited but both were welcomed. They spoke through wordless intuition, cool nods of “Peace-Be-Still,” and, “As-Goes-Love-So-Goes-Life.” Their quiet burned my brain with inklings of wonders to come––as I set my table with what I had: half of a cheese […]
The Nomad039s Vision Ode To A Skylark Dressed In Black
The Nomad’s Vision: Ode to a Skylark Dressed in Black by Aberjhani I see your wings are made of many kingdoms, nations, and stories oh glowing bird of midnight love, lovely lyricist of daybreak and nightjoy. My knees were two bleeding bones painting pain upon desert stone when your shadow pulled the […]
The Man That Poetry Made
The Man That Poetry Made by Aberjhani The man that poetry made stands luminous on the broken corners of history’s suicidal cravings, he watches splashing in the street birds cleaning their feathers inside the crystal flow of words he gave them, he is a vintage wine now traveling with ease over […]
Power Of Thought
power of thought by Abdullah Albaiti Do’nt know why is it so hard to vent my anger as I’m only a modern gent far from danger my dreams, yeah its fulfilled but my life feels like I’m bullied my friends,my family,my wife and yet i feel like I’m a stranger this […]
Once Was A Singer For God Remembering Nekia
Once Was a Singer for God (Remembering Nekia) by Aberjhani 1. Once you were a singer for God– yes, you, who within your mother’s womb dodged the hooks and poison sent to eclipse your light before it shined; who, abandoned in a field of serpents clapped hands to the hissing of fanged […]
My Aroma
My Aroma by Abdou Rahman Jallow On the faces of the clouds, I engrave my strory that the globe may comprehend my tragedy days has gone, since I ‘ve been deserted The sun, the moon, the sky…. all I traded to get my Aroma in a safer custody but futile was […]
Lost Love Is Never Lost
Lost love is Never Lost by Azam Siddiqui You had a beautiful voice when you spake through the eyes a caged bird yearning to touch the skies and my condition was the same yet my eyelids were the curtains of shame and they shall always be they make me ,me and […]
Holiday Letter For A Poet Gone To War
Holiday Letter for a Poet Gone to War by Aberjhani If in the midst of mannequin bombs disemboweling pregnant insanity, a poem of love should seduce your lips, sing each soul-dazzling stanza with such soft rapture as an angel might. If your comrade’s head should explode while you sing with such […]
Gratitudes Of A Dozen Roses
Gratitudes of a Dozen Roses by Aberjhani I. This rose of spiritual gratitude placed at the feet of a Rasta Warrior Woman showers the earth with sweetfire and hosannas and early morning glory. II. Beneath an African moon shining silver poems and a river of orchards singing purple praises a black […]
Every Hour Henceforth
Every Hour Henceforth by Aberjhani I know blackness as taught by my father: “You are my joy and my genius,” he often said. I know blackness as taught by my mother: “Your smile is my robe of honor, your peace my earned grace.” Once a year we were pilgrims driving from […]
Cell Mate
Cell Mate by Abiathar Zadok You sit smiling on your swivel chair Your cigar rings go round in the air Your other hand the whisky cup And the ash keep pilling up How come you wear the familiar look I see on the palm wine tapers face When smile became […]
Calling The Spirits
Calling the Spirits by Abiathar Zadok I summon you, spirits Come! High winds and waves Move the stubborn mountain. Talk! The sweet jingle of yester years Must resound where you reign I summon you, spirits Come! Repossess the remains Awaken! Yes, reinvigorate the once envious life Threatened by Encroachments […]
Angel Of Christmas Love Shining Bright
Angel of Christmas Love Shining Bright by Aberjhani I. Sweet, this elixir of eternity’s passion commanding my glide. Soft, this explosion from alpha to omega sizzling our names raw. Here is the timeless mystery that pays no heed to death’s greedy pride. Songs of hearts divine, mortal, angelic, holy, […]
Angel Of Better Days To Come
Angel of Better Days to Come by Aberjhani Rockets of blind faith sputter and crackle dead dreams–– like time bleeding stars. Through soft painted moans a man watches his life drown in waves of glass bones. Celestial winds blow chilled screams for love’s mercy down canyons of dread. Through […]
All Night In Savannah The Wind Wrote Poetry
All Night in Savannah the Wind Wrote Poetry by Aberjhani Anxious and ancient scratches tore the air with fingers eager to have their say, pulling me out of bed, they cast and re-cast nets of lexicons deep inside the womb of the river’s roaring belly, hauling up myths born in Georgia and […]
The Solitary Oak On Mount Kremlin Bicetre
The Solitary Oak on Mount Kremlin-Bicêtre by T. Wignesan for Jean Lapresle, the “Father” of neuro-pathology in France: 1909-2000 On Bicêtre Mount a stately oak did spread its unmeshed boughs to swarms of sparrows beating retreat To turtle-doves and flapping pigeon-mates a frolicksome haven Where now […]
The Prison Of The Past
The prison of the past by Mirela Sula I escape from the prison of the past Haunted by illusions gone awry Filled with accusation against own self There I go to enjoy the air of renewal Desire Touches me To seduce me Pushes me To regain myself again Released Like a […]
The Dead Woman
If suddenly you do not exist, if suddenly you are not living, I shall go on living. I do not dare, I do not dare to write it, if you die. I shall go on living. Because where a man has no voice, there, my voice Where blacks are beaten, I […]
Pathos Is The Skyward Tanka
pathos is the skyward tanka by Desmond Kon Zhicheng-Mingdé a mother swathed in muslin scavenging, rubble behind the sea of biscay a burned down house on a mound a bargain respect, absent what was us, what was sweet home lost to an ornery sound shanks pressed into the pallid […]
Nominalism Is A Liquid Kuhi
nominalism is a liquid kuhi by Desmond Kon Zhicheng-Mingdé solomonic column, white scraped clean of spirals here lies a similar name safe, lamp-lit passage maybe tomorrow, a shine as a flute flourished flushed garlands atop, around us wet down, barley sugar too extravagant with hope? frugal enough […]
My Mother’s Grief
My Mother’s Grief by Richard J, Hobbs Six years have since ensued, And yet the right words Persist to elude. A grim day, hard to fit the mood.. And if I wasn’t slim paid, Her name I’d get tattooed. I know it’s hard not to cry, Or keep emotions subdued I […]
If Truth In Hearts That Perish
If truth in hearts that perish Could move the powers on high, I think the love I bear you Should make you not to die. Sure, sure, if stedfast meaning, If single thought could save, The world might end to-morrow, You should not see the grave. This long and sure-set liking, This boundless will to […]
I Havent Betrayed You My Hometown
I haven’t betrayed you, my hometown by Mirela Sula I’m leaving… My poor shadow remains There, wandering on the streets In the grip of gigantic shades Though sick, I’m leaving Hidden under covered wounds Without medicine I’m leaving… How am I leaving? I still hear earthly songs Following me down the […]
Eclipse Of Love
Eclipse of Love by Tanisha Avarsekar Are those tears or fires in my eyes? Reality is being manifested by the thought I most despise. The day I had hoped would never come is here. Taking away my soul and what I hold most dear. My pride is your dignity, The image […]
Divided Passion
Divided passion by Mirela Sula Push me…. Tell me “How much time do you need to come”? How much time to get to you? One side of me is in denial I feel like a victim of the aggressor Still being held in the wide open? How do I protect myself? How […]
Death039s Claim
Death’s claim by Tanisha Avarsekar When life stops, but time goes on. When you go, but I have to move on. When the world’s successful in tearing us apart. When death comes to claim, what’s been given by the past. Flames in the graveyard burn through the dark… […]
Dear Bhikkhu A Eulogy
dear bhikkhu: a eulogy by Desmond Kon Zhicheng-Mingdé what will you will to endure, bhikkhu? what will you remember, twenty lake days saffron robe to keep out the cold, keep out the stares keep off the wax moths and blinding light? watering hole no lodging, jeta’s grove like amber […]
As With A Senryu S Hardening Ridge
As with a Senryu’s Hardening Ridge by Desmond Kon Zhicheng-Mingdé jalousie windows open six months of chill as welcome as five years, seven inflections precise, scaled dots dropping off and the rubbing out of the fire in the hole flailing legs like broken twigs lost torso in grass – […]