The Crown Bougainvillea florets tremble likescarlet ribbons tied in bows on young flesh Archways of stone outstretchreposeful winds on muted statues with listless stares Foreboding leopard keeps vigila silent killer, her sentry will shield if a threat declares Pillars of light bring rays of respite yettears seal her withering heart within flouted ceiling Ferns rest…
Category: longing
Abused Child and High Price – by Joni Caggiano
Abused Child Featured in Edge of Humanity for World Poetry Day March 21, 2024 ©️ January 2022 High Price also Published in Edge of Humanity (thank you Joelcy Kay) Five new pieces of poetry and prose by Joni in “After Rain Skies – The Global Anthology,” by Michelle Ayon Navajas Abused Child do not presume…
“Song Bird” now live on Hotelmasticadores
Whispering, your tongue holds back crestfallen thoughts. Nails grip my thighs with the blinding voice of anguish. Winter squalls belt my heartache. Dusk’s eyeless shadows linger at open windows. I tether my sensitivities to a fishing hook that hangs by a hair plucked from my head. My wren and her heart-stopping song are lost. Her…
“Tardy Morning Sun” Now Live On Spillwords Press NYC
damp, frosty grass was a sad soul to bare feet her heart dangling from a pale elbow in a drowsy fog besieging her as tears hymn, turning to ice on cold flesh five months passed since her husband was planted to earthly rest laying by the lake,…
“Leaving the big four” live on masticadoresindia
Leaving the Big Four During the third year of school and living on the big four, I was divided into pieces by a swift sword, perching on my safety edge. My brown eyes must have turned black as I heard mom’s words, but I was sure I was suffocating. “Joy, honey, we are moving to…
My new Ameri-ku on masticadoresusa
Child’s Play – An Ameri-Ku Children, grown, how we drift in thought, grieving, and yearningenergetic, youthful years listening to our children, playing while learning watching tiny hearts laugh, making new friends with all who passwe grow old; our little ones leave, we watch their play enshrined in brass To finish reading this Ameri-Ku, please…
My New Prose “slumbering Savannah” Now On Masticadoresindia
The swamp claws its way through the mud. Water moccasin waking late in the winter’s artful sun. Hiding in the putrid belly of the forsaken shade of the brown-haired trees, he lay gazing. He sees in black and white. Stalking prey with a proud skinny neck and blockish head, he hunts. Choctaw child, feet raw…
First Kiss – new publication on MasticadoresIndia
My First Kiss freckles rearranging erotic patterns on pale, poreless skincotton candy, and elephant ears dripping in sugar and butterair shifts smell mixing with scented moments, holds onto lifewhite eyelet dress clings to sun-soaked skin; its holes breathevirgin lips plump, yearn for a first kiss, weary of practicingguilty for praying for my first kiss, selfish…
My New Poem “Enigma” Now Live On MasticadoresIndia
fading, my heart envisionsa ripe fig molting tan skinlying like a sad mason jarempty, left alone, with a scar odors float like memoriessparrows sing their hopeyour face a repeat movie reelfingers weep aching to feel To read the rest of this poem please visit MasticadoresIndia ( now called ChewersMasticadores ) – Terveen Gill, Editor –…
