Tag: poem
“For this was on Seynt Valentynes day”
Very few people are aware of the dark and conflicting origins of Valentine’s Day: the Roman tradition involved a brutal feast called Lupercalia, where...
More than spoken word
Candles, vines and a microphone. These three items created the calm atmosphere for ASPB’s More than Spoken Word, an open mic poetry event hosted...
On the lizard’s rock
Summer is like a desert, wherever you are.
A vast emptiness filled with boundless potential.
All activity comes to a static nothing.
Stillness of the morning
becomes the...
No one’s Mona Lisa
When I was 14, I visited the Louvre. The building was bigger than I imagined. Later, I learned that it would’ve taken
200 days to...
Rusty quills
In the archive of ink & yellow trees the heart is pumping
Blood
Which worms its way through narrow
Veins
Until it leaks out from fractured
Skin
And a borrowed...
Quivering loneliness
Click.
Statement begins.
Can You hear me, Eurydice?
i am coming for You.
The monsters from Tartarus chase me,
But i’ll reach You very soon.
Can You hear me, Eurydice?
Gone...
Bittersweet
Age led me to believe
That young love is bittersweet.
From the first hug to the first kiss,
Moments too sweet to miss.
Awkward glances across the room,
Hoping...
Precious Inventions
In the midst of the town, an inventor,
Old and frail, but still, reluctantly, alive;
Inventions unlike others – nearly human.
One in particular, a cute white...