poem

Flight | JD DeHart

I watched the world
become a postage stamp,
cars became toys
then faded out of sight,
then in the darkness,
the earth became a series
of small glowing globes,
veins filled with lit-up
jewels, until reality
came rising up to meet
me again.

The Mirror's Song | Robin Goodfellow

Where are the servants
who long
to dance in the splendor
of a mercilessly kind world?
Where are the lovers
who stole away
in the garden, kissing and caressing
scandals of their own making?
Where are the children
who once
loved their families, though day
after day understood nothing?
Where are the adults, who can’t
know the meaning of
war
that they could still sing sweetly their
lullabies to people who’ve never known
them, strangers drowning in seas of rust?
But alas, I could never bring myself to
care,
as I reflect your sighs upon the meaning
of your
despair.
More at https://robingoodfellowwordpress.wordpress.com.

Astronomy of Hope | Diane Woodward Dorff

poems are
struggling to escape
sharp edges scraping
searching for a wormhole
a dimly lit runway
a chasm to jump
to lurch from defeat
toward the sun
a lodestar
that is shining always
as hurtling masses
ragged asteroids
plunge from darkness
and burst into
living fire

I Didn’t Intend to End This with a Quote from Jaroslav Pelikan | Daniel Klawitter

Lately, I’ve grown tired
of the way I write…
weary of the bells that jingle
on a hell-bent sleigh ride
of black scribble
across the white snowfall
of the page.
I wince as Mother Goose
slams one door after another
in closure.
But I like it too:
The comfort of order.
No art without the discipline
of a well-watched border.
Transgression has become so common
as to become commonplace.
Use a rhymed couplet
and many editors are unforgiving.
But remember:
Tradition is the living faith of the dead–
traditionalism: the dead faith of the living.
More at https://about.me/dklawitter.

Coronavirus Poem | David P. Carroll

We live in a scary
World today
It’s different than
Before
No more hugs kissing
Our happiness gone away
Like never before
The virus has taken our
Loved ones away
Families suffering
Like never before
The fear of the unknown
Has arrived
The worry of what will happen
Tomorrow to you and me
Coronavirus on our mind’s
Coronavirus everywhere
Our lives in danger
Like never before
We practice social distancing
Every day to keep the virus
At bay as we shop in different ways
Were asked to stay at home
Like never before
When will this
Virus ever go away
But I promise
I’ll love and pray for everyone
Every day.

Love | Chris Byrne

It’s universal just like hate
We’re plagued with what is right
Versus what is wrong
Media tells us;

What to believe
Yet what is love?

It’s a complex mystery.
We need more love
Less hate.

Ceremony | Cattail Jester

The passion
Not to mention promenade
And pageantry
Then the rush
They called my name
Another human being
Looked at me
Recognition
Then the dull blunt
Stomach punch
When the award was not mine
To claim.

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