Five Fleas shirts and mugs
https://www.zazzle.com/store/five_fleas
his
whole philosophy on the front lawn
~Patrick Sweeney
Mowing the lawn
the same pattern
over and over
imprinting lines into grass’s memory
thinking the same thoughts
again and again the same pattern
can’t get out of my own head
maybe this time I should
break free
mow
diagonally right across the lawn
~Robert Miner
Vox Populi
once a whisper
now
a scream
~dan smith
Imperialism
Throws upward
The torn pieces of a paper
The madman
Standing on a thin broken wall.
~Partha
Sarkar
The Gift of the Maga
a scalped population
getting the brush off
~dan
smith
non-sequitor
nothing
makes sense now
~Robert
Epstein
Trapped in a traffic jam
Let me cross the road...
Then I decide whether
I will return home or wander under the stars.
~Partha
Sarkar
her
honking smiles in the morning rush
~Vijay Prasad
immune to my telepathy, a deer on the berm of the road
~Patrick
Sweeney
waiting
for
the light to change
roadside chicken
~Roberta
Beach Jacobson
generation X marking the spots on my hands
~Kelly
Sargent
he wants to wrestle Antaeus at zero g
~Patrick
Sweeney
valentine’s day lonely full moon
~Tejendra
Sherchan
there's
no 'is what it is' in high-energy physics
~Patrick Sweeney
line editing the line editing my ex
~Robert
Epstein
riding on the wobbly wheel of what's going to happen to me
~Patrick
Sweeney
holes in the paper dolls playground wars
~Kelly
Sargent
there in the monostich of time; a bluejay in the snow
~Patrick
Sweeney
even zen can be overdue books
~Robert
Epstein
under
floorboards behind bookshelves happening again
~Patrick Sweeney
a threatening letter
from the good people who sent him
a
free blood-pressure cuff
~Patrick Sweeney
the smell of bacon
forgiving
the
night before
~Kelly Sargent
Dawn Senryu
smashed bottle
in grey sand --
baby's
first steps
~Brian Palmu
often I dream
of globe-trotting the world
my
holed pocket
~Tejendra Sherchan
first shower at his apartment
clarifying shampoo
in
my eyes
~Kelly Sargent
Un-Zen Thirty
Unknown to him
Clock was reset
Instead of alarm
Woke late
In panic-rush
Showered halfway
Dressed, until
He realized
He
was early
~Keith Snow
after remortgaging a second time
he kept the intricacies of his gambling theories
to himself
~Patrick
Sweeney
On our radar: Poetry contests open now
Wergle Flomp (humor): Deadline April 1
https://winningwriters.com/our-contests/wergle-flomp-humor-poetry-
contest-free
The Robert Spiess Memorial Haiku Contest (fee): Deadline March 13
http://modernhaiku.org/spiesscontest/spiesscontest2025.html
No comments:
Post a Comment