Between the nape and ear he hangs there(my infant son) and falls into sleep.Sometimes prior to — he drinks a bottle…
If the heart has grown hardnothing new can be planted.
HUNGER
How many cookies will it take to push these feelings down into my gut where I won’t have to feel them? What quantity of food must I consumeto swallow all my anger? My hunger searches for relief.
Poetry en Motion followers have voted and our May winner of the monthly contest is Benjamin Doscher and Holocaust Denial — Neo-Fascist Propaganda which you can find here https://medium.com/poetry-en-motion/holocaust-denial-c10424938521 .
Dirty.Dingy.Scuffed up with pieces of the soul hangin’ off.Torn to pieces, fragmented.Showing the true colors underneath.Scarred, scratched…
The climbto the steepest slope curving into sightwith the dawn, the altar fern-shrouded, bedewed between the solid, rain-smoothed…
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Writingwhat I write seems now right, now trite;feels as thoughmy drum-tight heart, a-dream, beats reveilleor retreat: goes…
(For Parents)Blame the passion that shookthe loinsof the sire, the ague and achewhipping the leaf to tailspindownto compost — blame the…
Bear with those born to bear sour scorn forbearance shownhas borne: bold grown, give no respite;spare such like spite, despite ire…