Shortest Childhood Poem Ever Written
I have
nothing to say
about my childhood,
except I am glad
it is over, and
I never need
to experience it
again.
~Leah Mueller
what lies
in the human heart—
silent truth
~Jennifer Gurney
Apocalypse Love Quatrain
Let the continents implode
around us, we’ll die with
our hands on the Insta-Pot
making black beans for dinner.
~Leah Mueller
my favorite clothes—
the ones that
once held you
~Jennifer Gurney
overcoming our differences how many syllables in aluminum
~Roberta Beach Jacobson
old stump
crumbling to dirt
some mornings I feel like you
(this is one of those days)
~Steve Van Allen
dream
currents
floating
downstream in my dream the water pulls my head I feel the currents in
my hair and I
don’t resist I let it pull me backwards away from the
land away from my anchor my hands
stretched behind me the currents
tug on my arms and I don’t know what direction I am going
it’s
dusk and the air has no temperature I am weightless like the air it
knows where I need to be
and I trust it to take me there I forget
about everything and allow myself to let go forever
~Leah Mueller
Here Comes the Flood
the river outside
rises out of my control
so you rise, too,
and overtake
another innocent trailer park
somewhere
else
~Laura Grant
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