Posts tagged ‘amwriting’

Showdown

  Written by Andrea Janov   I watch him  as the security guard  shouts in his face. I watch him lean   even   closer A…

Lonely Employment

  Written by Joni Caggiano   you ride your bike, crying down the hard dirt road your morning spent killing flies their price, a penny a carcass…

Single Second

  Written by Andrea Janov     My car putts   up    the mountain,     the gas pedal pushed down to the floor,                 gears grind as…

Undesirable Visitor

  Written by   George Gad Economou   nothing worse than getting startled by a cockroach when you drunkenly shuffle to the bathroom to piss.   in…

High Price

  Written by   Joni Caggiano   Arising from the loamy soil and red clay emits the realm of cotton and tobacco.  Their breaths are a land…

Walk Away

  Written by Andrea Janov     With the smell of dead leaves and the biting wind hinting at coming snow I knew I was home.…

Pretty In A Box

  Written by   Holley Perry   Can we afford all of the dolls? Nothing on credit. Under credit. Invite the internet To admire the dolls No…

Rusty Birdcage

  Written by  Holley Perry   soapbox available on a temporary basis chanting and pacing like a felon in a rusty birdcage. it’s a challenge to…

Empty Rooms

  Written by  George Gad Economou   the walls are deaf and blind; thank Bacchus for that, otherwise they’d make for condemning witnesses in any court.…

3 A.M.

  Written by  George Gad Economou   three in the morning, murk outside the window; I still wait to hear from you. silence all day long,…

Expression

  Written by Nataly Burgzorg   Colors expressing what lurks inside Black, red and white Maybe they’ll understand Or maybe they won’t Doesn’t matter though I…

Suicidal Nights

  Written by George Gad Economou   “people want to live,” she said. “not me,” I rebuked with a snicker. “no one likes to read about…

Half Pipe

  Written by   J H Martin @ A Coat for a Monkey   Time to go Time to dig   Past the rubble  Of dead statues…

Losers

  Written by George Gad Economou   we’re everywhere: in every bar, classroom, behind desks and under wooden tables; crowding busses, flooding streets—nowhere to go, nothing…

The Artist

  Written by  Andrew Abballe @  A Life of Virtue      The artist retreats into himself He closes his eyes and surrenders to his imagination…

Perpetual Pain

  Written by  Susi Bocks @ I Write Her   no one told me the days of mourning linger for years those unforgotten bring us more bitter than sweet memories…

Insensitivity

  Written by George Gad Economou   you’re not built for success, she said over a glass of warm white wine. that’s quite the insensitive thing…

Sanchaung

  Written by  J H Martin @ A Coat for a Monkey   The full moon party Is over   There is No more getting fresh…

Layers

  Written by Giselle Beaufort @ Becoming a Widow After Suicide   Life lays hidden, unpredictable Wrapped in layers of routines Blinds to open Dogs to feed…

Red Moon Tale

  Written & Photographed by Lia Mageira   The Red Moon   “Then there was a great earthquake, the sun turned black like mourning clothes, the…

The Final Feast

  Written by K. Hartless   “Here it is, travelers. The last glacier in existence.” The boatload of visitors looked up to see a weathered face,…

Alleyway Ghosts

  Written by George Gad Economou   every night dissipating in crepuscular, tiny rooms there to vanish into the words and works of those that lived…

A Long Waltz

  Written by Alice Luka   Let’s waltz until we’re old, to a beat no one knows- I’ll bet you’ve been told , My dreams entail…

Sing

  Written by Giselle Beaufort @ Becoming a Widow After Suicide   My garden is a symphony harmonizing with the bees Composer and conductor air moving through…

Callejero

  Written by   J H Martin @ A Coat for a Monkey   Fortunately   That does not Happen here   I am One man Walking…

Homicidal Wishes

  Written by George Gad Economou   “don’t tell me,” Dave bawled with fury painting his trembling voice, “you wouldn’t “kill all these motherfuckers, if you…

Soldiers

  Written by Alice Luka   I stand before the entrance to my mother’s grave, several tombstones, lined up like soldier’s before hers-   I fear…

Those First Nights

  Written by   George Gad Economou   always inconspicuous nights, talking about Auden, sometimes Dylan, Buk, Faulkner, Hem… the great drinkers—and brilliant writers—instead of those that…

Pellets

  Written by Ellie Onka   Snow white father pellets of god to flower I blame this kiss of death, and the earth was a first…

Karma

  Written by Alice Luka   Sweetest, tranquility- I rest in the beauty, of your blanketed field of Slumber   No one knows what to do,…

Life Spell

  Written by   J H Martin @ A Coat for a Monkey   Drum Incantation   A breath And the space   Magic How this life…

What Nourishes You?

  Written by Janice Schroeder   There is more to nourishment than just eating food for survival. There are different kinds of nourishment. There is body…

A Tiny Voice

  Written by Luvgood Carp   Yes, of course, we, too, care about a neglected rose struggling to survive among the scattered bricks of a crumbling house,…

Neon Lights

  Written by George Gad Economou   a flashing neon sign of a martini glass attracts the right kind of people, the ones that need a drink,…

Another Way

  Written by Rae Cod     In shrouds of black, scythe held high, manner firm, but kind and wise He goes about his business, collecting souls…

Death Of The Heart

  Written by  Mark Ryan   Through hollowed tears that paint the walls. Cries a thought, uttered more in lament than desperation. The lights fading. A…

Miracles

  Written by Mark Ryan   A Splinter in the soul, the hidden fractures of the heart. Allowing the pain of the world to seep in. Engulfing…

When We Fought

  Written by George Gad Economou   we were like two rabid werewolves high on too much; screaming, screeching, clawing, scratching, cursing…it never lasted.   we…

Hugh Crain

  Written by Kevin Patrick McCann     He never drags a shadow Or notices the sun, Always maintains an even pace, Never been known to run.…

Anxiety

  Written by Marie Mcleod   Goodbye…. Shaky hands, I know you are there. Heart pumping, you are not who I am. Shorter breaths, I accept…

Lunacy Canopy

  Written by Annika Holland-Tierney   The moon is an apple bitten only by men back swung in crested jewels intent and strong in control, mourning…

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Indonesia bus ride throughout the rural area looking out my window I see rice farmers with a big smile waving at all of us in the…

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Burma sitting in a small restaurant by the front window enjoying my dinner until a shabby dressed boy stood up to the window with his hand…

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he grew up privileged everything sterile    never look at poverty or the ugly part of life         Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2021…

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she pushes her cart with everything she owns around a five or six block area never asking for a handout totally surviving on her own  …

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My cart and I Small aisle No place to go Traffic jam between fruits and vegetables  She backed up  Smiled Allowing me to pass “BLESSED” Was…

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always needs to be part of a group unfortunately someplace along the way lost self       Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2021   If…

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shots of spicy rum staring at the typewriter soon the words will come       Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2021   If my poetry…

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my 59th birthday now pushing 60 Just give me an exotic home cooked meal with a couple bottles of Heineken beers and some great sex with…

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of course I’m tortured 100% poet I need to bleed to produce anything worth reading       Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2021   If…

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Promises Why are so many broken? We are only human Who is without imperfections?       Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2021   If my…

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ocean is my protector midnights I swim and make love to her       Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2021   If my poetry helped,…

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when we are at most need of help everything has unravelled only thing left is the core of our inner self         Copyright©…

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  moments nothing spectacular some remembered some forgotten just moments of happiness or sadness         Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2021   If…

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warm Atlantic ocean just before hurricane season I love this time for sailing       Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2021   If my poetry…

The Woods

  Written by Linda Owen   GOING TO THE WOODS I need to get out but it’s got to be to the woods I need up-liftment I need…