Author Archives: poetryfest

Wedges of mauve, cauldrons of peach, daisy chains, lavender, bare feet. Treasures of pure natural things, swept along with breezes of wind. Herbal potions, cherry blossom pie, crystal twinkles under moonlit sky. Wild woods and mountain streams, elixir of leaves … Continue reading →

Millions of lights Each with a story Across the city lines Eternal beauties Horns and neon What are they hiding Towers and bridges Where is this ending

Let the wind roll off your back Like a drop of rain Feel the cool drop As it falls from the sky to meet you Its journey has seen many things Been many places Let its lessons ease your soul … Continue reading →

“The day President Harding died, Paul picked me up in his Ford Model A Pickup. We worked the gold mine near Franklin Mountain. I swigged A & W Root Beer, chewed Slim-Jims. Paul rolled a cigarette, then we rumbled toward … Continue reading →

Performed by Hannah Ehman

Performed by Hannah Ehman POEM: I’m lying in bed, and the curtains are certainly drawn. The sun is peeking through every crack, and peeling my eyes open with morning. I don’t wanna get up. I wanna fight this morning with … Continue reading →

Genre: Surreal I promised myself I swore to myself I would never do it again But the empty glass kept calling me The drink keeps pouring All I just want is one more glass I promise you it would be … Continue reading →

http://www.shanniealvarez.com/ He is life, A great, mystical tree, Symbolic in nature, Eternally free. She is root, Hidden, deep below, With a foundation enduring, She is a mystery to know. Combined is the essence of Him. Revealed is the depth of … Continue reading →

The second hand on my watch goes tick tick tick, I don’t know how it works; it’s a funny trick. The bubbles in the fish tank go glub glub glub, I imagine that I’m in there, riding a tiny sub. … Continue reading →

The steaming icicle plunges Into a receptacle, Explosions now implosions, The maestro looking, The ballerina, once again, swirling and twirling, The seat gripped, the seat gripping the man, Froth forming under pressure, Lather, Please pass me the ladder So that … Continue reading →