To Governor’s Island On the way to Governor’s Island, We take the only transportation available, a ferry It’s a noisy vessel, but it rides smooth Over the gray waves of New York Harbor Which crash between Manhattan and Long Island At first, we sit together on a white metal bench, Surrounded by children and lost … Continue reading More Poems By Ben Nardolilli
Poems by Ben Nardolilli
Reconciliation and Distribution Why the referencing? I don’t want to get a zero Why the problem with citation language? because I want a net settlement Why the affirmation? because I want to pull the schedule. Why consent to the distribution? it’s the only way to merge with the field Keenly Developed Moral Bankruptcy I play … Continue reading Poems by Ben Nardolilli
High School Contest Poetry Third Place
Things, Things Yasmine Bryant Meade Senior High School Things, things, I've got things for days. I've got white things, and black things, And all the colors for things in between. Things that make me happy, Things that keep my warm memories safe. And when things get a little tough, There’s no need to worry. I’ll … Continue reading High School Contest Poetry Third Place
Enough
By John Grey Enough is enough. It's also a strip mall where the woods used to be. And a housing estate that doesn't know from cornfields. And people are indifferent. While they sleep, the big box store is chewing up the pond. Everything's cheap, they boast but I remember what my mother … Continue reading Enough
A Find
By John Grey Poetry disturbs homeless man who finds coffee-stained magazine in trash barrel, while his comrades in the alley pass a bottle from hand to hand, catch a drop or two of liquid on the tongue, a holy elixir for the wildwood state of no comprehension required. He huddles in a corner as … Continue reading A Find
My Health
By John Grey It's all screwed up, that's what I know. Working more hours for less pay. College degree and flipping burgers - that's combo number 5. And debt - I've got more debt that you've eaten stale buns. Credit card debt. Car loan. A month's back rent. And the ten I borrowed from Jake. … Continue reading My Health
The Class
By John Grey Large and small, dumb and smart, emphatic strides, indifferent straggle - the classroom fills. Some heads stare eagerly at the blackboard, others twist, bob, whisper. A few are clear about what they want. Most are attuned to getting by as best they can. The dunces wonder what they're doing there. The teacher … Continue reading The Class
Saskatchewan Sky
Saskatchewan Sky By Michael Lee Johnson Saskatchewan sky, just a preview of love, chip off an edge of prairie chip an edge off winter- and opening multiple eyes toward spring. They-lovers, find themselves near evening bush fire- great seal fish and open lake, cuddle together- so wonderful there- where she comes from, where did she … Continue reading Saskatchewan Sky
Into the Whipsaw
By Ken Allen Dronsfield In this world of heartless consumption waste of human life to the whipsaw; children shot dead while at recess never did so little mean so much then when two deer in a field saw you and you saw them nothing else mattered... as neither blinked. self-righteous take aim. the pious … Continue reading Into the Whipsaw
With Honesty Comes Rain
By Ken Allen Dronsfield As horse hooves pound upon hard clay and rock trail dusty, water stained curtains move in gentle humid breezes. Thunder reigns o'er the lands off in the distant mountains here, it's quiet, tough to breathe spiders tiptoe across the table. Glistened tears fall in puddles swollen red eyes pray for … Continue reading With Honesty Comes Rain
Academy of the Heart And Mind 