Poems

An Ode to Target

February 24, 2015 // 0 Comments

By Sahnje McGonigle  From the cold a bullseye rose Casting a large red shadow it shone! It’s shelves stocked to the brim Knick-knacks as far as the eye could see! With it’s downtrodden employees it’s destiny forged Oddly enough an image of a good clean family store Driven on by the vibe the knick-knacks sell Knick-knacks for every loving and smiling customer! So shower yourself in red and pull up your khakis Follow that dog till the end! And drown yourself in ten-dollar paperweights?  

Our special Spot

February 24, 2015 // 0 Comments

By Jennifer Donnay I set off to a special spot, walking alone with my daughter in hand, Taking in all the beautiful sights, smells, that entice our minds, I arrive at our sanctuary, we take off our shoes, feeling the soft white sand beneath our feet, The worries, the burdens, seem to magically seem bleek. Were Alone together just Mother Nature and her undying beauty, So calm, so peaceful, she has done her duty, My eyes are amazed at the beautiful sight, Of wild eagles as they soar above the crystalline blue sky. The silence is broken by the birds flying free, do they see me? My eyes are fixed by a bald eagle swooping down to catch its lunch, A shooting star I see, […]

Love is a drug

December 14, 2014 // 0 Comments

By Samuel Goldman According to http://www.cdc.gov/homeandrecreationalsafety/overdose/ 114 Americans die everyday from drug overdose. 6,748 are forced to enter the ER for the misuse or abuse of drugs. Love is also a dangerous drug.   The Drug dealer gives you their phone number after u ask. There peddling love and false hope. You think there the one. They just want to have some fun with your emotions. Love is an abusive drug . Compassion gets you high. Anger creates withdrawals. Some people try to alter the results by spending money in shopping malls. We can’t control love but we all crave it. Is it your favorite prescription ? Does it affect your ambition ? Love overdose is fatal if you don’t wake up in the hospital.

Swag

December 7, 2014 // 0 Comments

By Samuel Goldman I rock blue skinny jeans. My beanies come in different colors like jelly beans. My love  poems are as sweet as candy. Someday my writing career will blow up like cotton candy. Welcome to the game. Everyones chasing money and fame. They want power. My rhymes are heating up like a shower. I said heating up like alphabet soup. I ride the bus you drive a coupe. your lost and out of the loop. I can’t find you on the island. All by myself isolated like an island. Call me Drell Revis your dumb like Beavis.

Onto privilege

December 4, 2014 // 0 Comments

Onto privilege,
While standing on the rope
With no net beneath him.
Corner, where the bends forsake proper learning.
Found there, a child bleeds out
2 blocks away from my mother’s house
It’s chilling, that could’ve been anyone
But you’ll never really have to worry
A struggle, eternal in the way winds hit against you every second
Bone dries your mouth and you can’t taste chalk any longer that way back
It’s our own flaw
Only because rectangles suppress you from the truth
Deliciously amused on superficial fruit
Totally, and without repent
Out of the way to justify
When freedom’s a mere flowing stream with pay toll at the head
The polarities of inaccurate, resulting from 2 sides of a town
Trains come in carrying nothing
Take out nothing
And you sit admiring the pretty drawings on them

Whether man….

November 26, 2014 // 0 Comments

By Brooks Robinson While you were sleep in August Those many nights I took to the sky our memories I planted them like stars over September and October So by November when our fall came to take our leaves Departing from each other limbs Would be seen beautiful in color

And you…

November 26, 2014 // 0 Comments

By Brooks Robinson Became hard to find Like a good day in the mix Of politics/I lost my mind/my heart/my soul, buried our love/became the building block In the turning point cementing corners where heartbreak hotels reside in the dead center of Nights silence did not come Easy like cheap Whores I felt undervalued the way Billy holiday sung with blue notes swaying from the limbs of her family roots I dug my self-hoping to find the gold I was told to be born with But I just end up digging myself deeper

Feet

November 7, 2014 // 0 Comments

By Samuel Goldman Major foot surgery placed me in the hospital. I woke up wondering how this was possible. Pins and needles were in my feet. I had to relearn how to walk. Orthotics help me move down the city block. What doesn’t kill us makes us stronger. I no longer have pins in my feet. Foot surgery taught me the importance of refusing defeat. I was in a hospital bed. My Red Sox hat commemorates the event. I know that most people are focused on paying rent. I hope this poem fills people with hope. You will never know how far you can go if you say nope.

Blow me away

November 4, 2014 // 0 Comments

By Casey Heinisch Sometimes you blow me away With nothing more than the things that you say The only one I know who speaks with my tongue It feels like I knew you when the world was still young Your voice sings songs with the words of my soul Was this your purpose, your aim, your goal? Words that were as pure as the fresh fallen snow Things I never said to anyone, but still somehow you know The keys to my soul you hold in your hand I would give anything just to be your man Tomorrow we meet under the harvest moon In the distance the call of a loon I am yours and you are mine, this is the way things will […]

Airport Crawl

October 17, 2014 // 0 Comments

By Anonymous This terminal has seats that hold me cross-legged while I untangle my belongings and stare at the tiles with tired eyes.   It was only last night when I smiled with loved ones drinking white wine on the messy couch spitting poison about our family.   Now I’m on my way back to my hollow apartment filled with poisonous tasks and faces. I feel less alone in an empty room.   I’ve found my body to be tangled too many times, sat with my untangled belongings watching the time crawl on muted TVs,   Unable to know why I even say hello If it means to mutter goodbye as well.