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The Touchstone Poets |
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The Wintering Birch Silvered ghosts in windless hours Shriek a silent song, Knowing well the coming hell Of frigid winds at dawn. ~Earl John Westcott Champagne Blondes Oh, so many blondes! pouring down the sidewalk like New Year's Champagne - a cascade of pale, yellow bubbles giggling on their way. ~Karen-lisa Krueger Drunk's beloved Old Tom wore a limp in his gait coal-dust stubble on his chin, a rot in his liver to match the spot of cancer on his lip but his eyes were gusts of youth and life as his tongue, steady and golden, dropped the words of his beloved Bobby Burns like hymns ~Patrick Meighan This poem appeared in the Summer 2000 edition of Flash!Point. Salmon Tide Estuary of night's edge Sunset arrives Her mast of light Sails day's release ~Karen Galipeau Recipe for Sledding A sprinkle of stardust, a cup of moon-glow - frost with cold snow and you're ready to go! ~Laurie LaMontagne |
Fulfilling my Potential At age 24 I am a symbol of math. Greater than Or lesser than - Depending on who's plotting the chart. I have been tax deductions An equation for child support Life insurance beneficiary A 40% roll over from last year Matched at 80% of my contribution In-state tuition Out-of-state tuition Rent Groceries Utilities entertainment value. Quite possibly, I am bottled finance - ready to be sold on an open market. Give me three years to up my market value and I can be exchanged for four times my worth. ~Jessica Banas Disaster Relief In a discarded dresser I stockpile emergency candles. The drawers, basement swollen, will not budge. The garaged rowboat your ark against a flood flakes with dry rot. Muddy river water will seep through pocked boards. In a disaster, we'll survive buoy each other up in the darkness. ~Carolyn Veitenheimer This poem was previously published in Feelings Greed When the opportunity for greed presents itself the religious recants, the generous becomes miserly; frankness shyly turns cunning thwarting love the heart hardens. Gold blinds. Senses take leave. ~Morrisy |