Poems

by Julia Roberts
I see you
Flesh and blood
My derelict home
Banished, empty, all alone
Ripped apart
Soul from bone

by Victoria Clayton Munn
In the deepest consciousness of you
darkness prevails and I wonder
at the side of the road as you change
the twentieth flat tire -
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if you remember I’m there, your hair
misted with road dirt and dew
head bent against cold metal
ratchet over and over the bolts
that will fix our way home.
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You finish, and I see your [...]

by Pamela J. Jessen
With the moon he rises
dripping grave-scent and torn earth,
his teeth slick-shiny with blood.
Whose blood?
I stumble across nightmare beaches
lit by darkly lambent moonlight,
see claws tear at cobweb mist.
Whose claws?
Waves crash and foam
around me as
dream slow
I flee
myself

About the Author
Pamela is from Colorado and has been writing poetry and short fiction for quite a few [...]

by Richard H. Fay
I lie brooding atop this lonely motte.
My vacant stare surveys the land below
While my long shadow casts an eldritch chill
Over barren field and abandoned cot.
No living man dwells within sight of me;
I am the fortress of the restless dead.
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I lie wrapped in dismal desolation.
Empty towers stand guard ’round roofless hall,
Mossy green mantles [...]

by Angel Zapata
The coffin barely creaks at all
in winter’s crust or summer’s thaw.
What I miss most is evenfall;
both sunlight and the sky withdraw.

Condolences elude the wound.
Dark shadows stimulate the ache
beneath a universe marooned,
unable to remove the stake.

My fingers tap the burning wood
like heartbeats drumming through the dirt.
Earth music plays misunderstood,
moist maggots dance within my shirt.

Where priest [...]