“Catalogues” Catalogues online are very Hard because out-of-stock items Disappear forever. Excuse Me, I was trying to find that Shirt in my size, now it’s gone for Eternity. Eons upon Eons I must live without that Shirt—age of frustrated shopping. “Form and Function” Form and function in a poem serve As a guide and game … Continue reading Catlogues, Form and Fuction, Birds on a Telephone Wire
Hephaestus And Zeus
By Thomas Page “Hephaestus” They called it Carolinian Stone in the catalogue. It’s gray Upon tinted gray. A gas line Feeds into a glass chamber where It ignites in bound passionate Fire. It makes a banging noise Whenever it’s turned on like Hephaestus’ forge underground. “Zeus” It, like other appliances, Is platinum. It’s interior Is … Continue reading Hephaestus And Zeus
What goes through a Kid’s Mind in the Time Running up to Christmas
By John Page Candy Candy Toys Toys Excited, excited, excited! Santa is coming! Hope I was good. Want School over. It is almost Christmas!
“O Tannenbaum ”
By Thomas Page The tree sort of slumped over. Ornaments scattered all over the ground. On the way down, the tree took out several pictures on the mantle. The ground was covered in broken glass, clay, and porcelain. Their dog, Sparkles, was trying to eat the remains of a surfing Santa. “Well, I’ll get some … Continue reading “O Tannenbaum ”
Hideous Pranks
By Thomas Page A town of eyes stares down at the shackled Accused below it. Hysteria and Delusion coat the tongues of the Elect To spout out falsehoods about their neighbors. A court room full of deviled hearts and cold, Soulless, godless thoughts fraught with hellishly Forked tongues to make a new human derived Justice. … Continue reading Hideous Pranks
Roots
By Emma Woodford Lydia green fronds a little brittle maneuvered carefully into place branches gently straightened out. Re-placed and pushed down, half a can of water doused whispering a loving chant. Bay tree planted, mold two holes and fold in roots. His ancestor lives in Brittany, kilometers from here, first planted in … Continue reading Roots
IF
By Rajnish Mishra Work is worship. It earns returns. Wives with a poet husband want his work bring returns. Time invested in poetic affairs does not reflect upon account. Life’s short, wants unlimited, each second must count. “Don’t build your Nobel in the air”, she says, motherly, practical and fair. Pardons poor husband’s … Continue reading IF
The Sacrifice
By Thomas Page You find yourself locked in a dungeon with no idea how you got there. Covered with gossamer and dried stains (blood?) you look up at the door with light spilling out and think that whoever put you in here must want that door closed tight. You try to stand but find a … Continue reading The Sacrifice
Tommy Haiku #65
by Thomas Page Preservationist- For God; Conservationist- For all humankind
