Sad Spector Soldier
Wounded in battle
Can’t sleep through the night
Do I desert the war,
or stay on to fight?
Does it matter in the aftermath, which side was wrong,?
When we forgot where we came from, and where we belong?
Shell shocked, witnessed atrocitys, it is too much to bear, for someone so beaten down she’s not really there.
Like a [...]
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Sad Spector Soldier by Carol Anne LaPolla
Posted in Uncategorized on February 1, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Do you fear the sounds of the Night by Richard Allen Saare
Posted in Uncategorized on December 16, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Do you fear the unknown sounds
that visit you in the night?
Do the walls of your Bower
inexorably press in on you?
Do you fear what you cannot see
in the loneliness of the night?
Dreadful dreams of ghouls and
ghosts poised to steal your very life?
And oh how you strain your eyes as
you stare at the shadows on the wall?
And [...]
Lost Souls in the Fish Bowl Just Released!
Posted in Uncategorized on November 12, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Now Available from Subculture Books!
OUT OF A LUMINATED NIGHT SWEAT by Brent Grimes
Posted in Uncategorized on November 12, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
A debauched legacy spiraling
From the leakage of a morbid thought
Trite:
Of church, ever preaching
Played out obscenities
To a ear canal blocked
With abscessed anxiety
Yet ever heeding,
The choir—
The Jesus songs.
Shrieks dammed
With despair;
Deep in the cunts of tithing
Causing pleasure.
I am guilt ravaged,
Rolling
A thunder from above;
A cry
Tries to escape
The voids of cacophony;
Nothing becomes
Yet sound heard,
Ejected and falling,
A rage of stench
Then visualized
Out [...]
Lost Souls from Subculture Books
Posted in Uncategorized on November 4, 2008 | 1 Comment »
The poetry and short story compilation Lost Souls in the Fish Bowl is almost finished, here is a list of the authors included in the book:
Featuring:
Danielle Pia
Dea Allen
Judith Amanda
Khadija Anderson
Little Brother
Martyn Clayton
Gordon Ford
Sam France
Mathew Horvitz
Wyatt Hull
Matt Kalinowski
Marc Ladewig
Carol Anne Lapolla
Glen L. Lantz
Shane Lee
Laura Fay Lewis
Rochelle Luer
Aaron J. Marko
Rita Meacham
Colin Nasseri
Adam Pettet
Richard Allen Saare
Cassandra Sears
Jeremy Silas
Jeffrey [...]
A Bulge in His Pocket by Sean Starr
Posted in Uncategorized on July 23, 2008 | 3 Comments »
you see Lowell walking down the street with a bulge in his pocket
(no you pervert, that’s not what I meant)
its a small shiny pocket knife
it cost him three hundred dollars
he takes it out sometimes while he sits on the phone with clients
getting lost in another world as they ramble on
about the new jet skis they [...]
SONG OF LOVE by Christopher Bledsoe
Posted in Uncategorized on July 23, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I am sick of the world painting love as a sick lie
Love is the beating of two hearts that will never die
We ballroom in the sweet-smelling odor of loyalty of the best grain
So in love our eyes quickly, quickly see past any pain
Lust for an outside partner will never travel to our home
I am intoxicated [...]
GOD GAVE ME STEPPING STONES by Christopher Bledsoe
Posted in Uncategorized on July 23, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
With the brute strength of a Gladiator, they pounded away at my soul and girth
They tried to stomp the life, the ingenuity, even at birth
A birth certificate survived the arrows of the devil’s skill
God breathed life in my canals, vitamizing my soul with a holy pill
As a weeping baby I steered the earth away from [...]
Camping by Shane
Posted in Uncategorized on July 18, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Crazy Willy: Willy is a modern hippy and eccentric. Examples and evidences of this truth include the following; Wil, is an avid fan and quoter of the movie Hair. Wil has recently decided to be free of all unneeded possessions and can occasionally be found dragging his worthless stuff down the street in on orange [...]
Warriors in the family of life by Sergio Jimenez
Posted in Uncategorized on July 18, 2008 | 7 Comments »
Life is our gift and heaven is our goal. As children of God, we are here as creators to manifest dreams. Life is a spiritual battle. The battle is between positive and negative, truth and lies, love and hate, creation and destruction, light and darkness, balance and unbalance, something and nothing, beginnings and ends. It [...]
Twigs to Burn by Ernest Williamson
Posted in Uncategorized on July 18, 2008 | 1 Comment »
the better documents are in the trees
along the rinds of the core
in the twisted arms
posing for vanity
of curious eyes
though the mist hovering
round the base of the willows,
as wasps do over sweet food,
constricts my angry ignorance
of what I see
in the trees
and also what I see
in the leaves
Monday’s Valediction by Ernest Williamson
Posted in Uncategorized on July 18, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
don’t live in a cursory world
live with the underworld of causality
in verbatim
say
you
love
you
for
the ways of a wise smirk
is constrained and bed ridden
aloof like an inebriated dog
torn to lightning strikes
in vestibules
lined with zones
in yellow
curves
out with swerving
divulging screams
let out the barren warlords
of a minuscule puss
fomenting over nothing
worth
time
to
tell
hell
kiss
yourself
for the love
of everyone
else
where
The Momentary Free Verse by Ernest Williamson
Posted in Uncategorized on July 18, 2008 | 1 Comment »
free
later in the daze
I grab
millions
of floating tears
from the sky
watching them splatter
on my hands
like arthritic
pains
like algorithms with sharp
peaks
across a dainty street
in late October
when daze is manifest
throughout the coming
holidays
but out of a stupor
comes lines of lead
business
stress
alacrity
of various mobilities
running without poetry
without
the transcended
whiffs
muttering
Lennon’s
Imagine
so now I’m 75
and autumn is upon me
and drones of men and women
are at it again
bustling to [...]
Taken by Hand, Heart, and Storm by Ernest Williamson
Posted in Uncategorized on July 18, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
beneath the bed
between the sheets
in the camera hidden by the gray mirage of wedding pictures
there
in the cavern of woven leather
resting
on the light brown
wooden
floors
I reside in your supple hand
on your inveterate moments
as you remember
our fights
which were so important and silly
as the limelight of fame seeps
like acid into our bones
we’re artists
all of us who decry with the [...]
embracing my demons by Rochelle Luer
Posted in Uncategorized on July 16, 2008 | 2 Comments »
embracing my demons
that have chased me for years
i feel them re-enter my body
slowly warming me like chamomile tea
being poured through my toes
slowly expanding every vein in my body
as i hang upside down
seeing the world in a different way
eyes slightly blurred
and delayed to focus
my hair sweeps the ground
curious me
thoughts of certain things
ring like the cold sound
of [...]
The Snipers Serendipitous Soliloquy by Richard Allen Saare
Posted in Uncategorized on July 15, 2008 | 4 Comments »
BANG! Another victim lies still in a pool of coalescing bodily fluids as they methodically drain from his skull. I am the sniper set forth amongst the living to ply my deadly arts. Guilt or innocence is not for me to decide, for I do not randomly choose my targets with a casual eye. I [...]
I must follow on the heavy road to Zion to feed the thirsting Black hills and shed away my innocence by Sergio Jimenez
Posted in Uncategorized on July 14, 2008 | 2 Comments »
I must go,
Zion shouts my name
as a soldier bearing torches
bringing flowers to the tortured
calling me to embrace the day
I must go,
gray streets
crave organic beats
as the silence carves in deep
and soon they sing the sidewalk blues
they call me
to walk or hike
ride or bike
rain or bright
into the belly of the corporate whale
I enter not to flee
I enter [...]
Transcendence by Kayleigh Starr
Posted in Uncategorized on July 8, 2008 | 2 Comments »
So much erroneous noise
Always surrounding, filling us up
When is the last time you heard the wind,
The tiny whisper that speaks to your essence?
I hear it now
Without and within
Full of resonance
Reverberation
Full of me
I feel the stillness,
The emptiness,
The being I am
In my silent meditations
I touch the word
Personal Deaths by Kayleigh Starr
Posted in Uncategorized on July 8, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Guilty strangulation
Torturing binding
Shackles of fear tighten
Becoming a monster
A serpent wriggling infiltrating
Venom drips from fangs of white
Muscles tighten
Waiting for the strike
Small disappointments become a sea
Churning burning repricrosity
We all die our personal deaths
Smothered by our fears
Poisoned by truths unspoken
How do we continue
Living while we are broken
My poetry lingers like a vampire by Richard Allen Saare
Posted in Uncategorized on July 8, 2008 | 2 Comments »
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Today’s Poetry lingers like a vampire, my words penned in blood. I am weakened by the drain; both spiritual and physical as the essence is drawn from the darkest regions of my being. Weak and desperate I cling to what is left of life. Heartbeat shallow and faint, eyelids made heavy, like lead I struggle [...]
The Delicate Sound of Thunder by Richard Allen Saare
Posted in Uncategorized on July 8, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Above the din of war, beyond the rotting corpses of shattered bodies, before the screams of courage as men charge forth and die, there was the anguish cry of hope, a whisper heard round the world that came to us eons ago,
“I shall give you life in my Fathers house, but know ye now, Thou [...]
Farewell to my Mistress, Maiden of the Sea by Richard Allen Saare
Posted in Uncategorized on July 8, 2008 | 5 Comments »
I stand upon her decks and view her great white sails, as they rock slowly from side to side; with a pale blue sky as a background and soft white clouds sliding over the horizon.
Eyes closed; I hear the gentle rush of waves cast off her graceful bows, slipping, sliding in an endless voyage across [...]
GOD’S PRAYER by Christopher Bledsoe
Posted in Uncategorized on July 8, 2008 | 4 Comments »
I wish that every man would be faithful to his wife
I wish that people would remove from their hearts hatred, bigotry and strife
Each heart would beat in appreciation of my painting
A fiery red sky or blue paint hugging clouds displaying my staining
Young children can play and nothing but growth and love would surround their soul
Animals, [...]
Maya Angelou by Christopher Bledsoe
Posted in Uncategorized on July 8, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Her gray strands commands respect like a king’s presence silences an army
She stand as multiple pillars a foundation of the honoree
Her soulful manuscripts puppets the pain of slaves who had not voice
She held sunshine in her hands and blew it to the slaves hearts and made them rejoice
Fearlessness and strength are the children of her [...]
The call of the sea by Richard Allen Saare
Posted in Uncategorized on July 8, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Rhythmic motions of an endless sea
The sounds of life, the call of nature
The sea is a living thing; a breathing thing
In a cadence as old as time itself
The waves are forever drawn to the shore
To meet their final and irrevocable end
Some mystical temptation lures them to the beach
Helpless to avoid their own inevitable demise
The waves [...]
