In my dancing disco days I wore a silver lame shirt, drank gin and tonic, and smoked Newport Light 100s.… Read More “COKE FIZZ by Kenneth Pobo”

I watch the stars                as they swell below, a motion                ineffable as time casting my corporal form                in foam – with a burst                my immaterial shell fountains                                  stealing [freeing]                 my transfluent thoughts                                    whisking them away I see you in celestial light your curvatures mimic           the crescent moon tantalizing glimpses            of all that you are body and soul            [beautiful]

Molasses pours down like an asp from his divan his eyes as wise as the ancient kingdom then trickles northward like the Nile, past zebras, lions, giraffes and bears (Ben’s stuffed dolls, whom he rules as well) and through a misted torrid-zone jungle (Edie’s clippings, ferns and potted palms) to the sliding glass wall of his palace; spies cousins wild and other aliens hopping through, flying round, over the rushes (exotic grass, the latest in landscaping).… Read More “OUR CAT by James B. Nicola”

Lady gets on with dog.… Read More “INCREDIBLE (SILENCE): A STUDY IN THE GERMANE (AND PARANTHETICAL) by James B. Nicola”

It is unkind to call one’s ex a “lemon,” even though lemons smell good and fit our hands perfectly.… Read More “IMPOSSIBLE PASSAGES #70 by Glen Armstrong”

Mom and I watched The Phil Donahue Show on summer vacation.… Read More “ATTACHE by Kenneth Pobo”

I want to watch our ripples converge,   our rough edges   playing leapfrog in the moonlight.… Read More “LOVE POEM (WITH POORLY DRAWN FROG) by Glen Armstrong”