By Thomas Page A skeleton of An overpass flanked by grass Starting to grow there “It’s a yellow day” My dad says as the sun tries To simulate heat The train car salted, Beaten by boots and oxfords: Mineral collage Venomous tongues spake Falsehoods that were hard to break. How could one forsake? Lonely beer … Continue reading Tommy Haiku #167-171
Tommy Haiku #116-120
by Thomas Page The sun will rise, the Sun will set, the moon will rise The moon will set; Time. Will there ever be A sound as pure as a bird’s Unbound melody? Is the past behind Or ahead of me? Did I e’er see it coming? There are pools open In the dead of … Continue reading Tommy Haiku #116-120
Haikus of Art and Philosophy
by Thomas Page Woman with lamp shade On her head in an advert; I guess it is art? A drenched leaf floats In the murky waters of The Potomac—Fall A parkway flanked by Trees of every shade and tint Paint a picture of Fall The eve’s close around The hour twenty-two ne’er Midnight or midday … Continue reading Haikus of Art and Philosophy
Eternal Game
By Ann Christine Tabaka Night sounds amble away with starlight at their heels. Seeking out the yawn of morning’s sleepy outstretched arms. Hours, four and twenty, play tag amongst themselves. A game the moon knows all too well. Dreams come to rest on shoulders white as milk, until the sunlight beckons, with eyes the color of … Continue reading Eternal Game
Not Very Exciting (Picture of this year’s eclipse)
By John Page
Tommy Haiku #49-51
By Thomas Page Eastward towards the Chariot of Apollo In the morning drive Deer stand at the edge Of the road; their eyes shine at The high beams passing Some say alcohol Is for easing people at Parties; not for me
Tommy Haiku #9
By Thomas Page The Summer sun does Not discriminate between Those inside and out
