POETRY PACIFIC

a mamaist journey The word I heard Hurt. The word I said Fed. The word I felt Dealt. The word I saw Was law. The word I r...

Medical Marijuana Industry Is Unnerved by U.S. Crackdown UKIAH, Calif. — An intensifying federal crackdown on growers and sellers of stat...

Non-Euclidean Geometry Lesson  Rectangular is the god of those who hate one another; his blunt weight first flattens them, and then hi...

Lost and Found The way objects wait, how their patience shames us! The loved comb lodged behind the console, years yawn, presidencies tu...

Dyslexia When the d becomes b, I dug my bug, I dig the big, and dog the bog.  When d became b I knew it, but I couldn...

Night Songs Her lips were like silk sheets Wrapped loosely around my mind Aboard a magic carpet With our hearts intertwined Super ...

* All kinds of poetry in terms of style and subject matter are equally welcome, though we tend to love shorter pieces more; * All poems ar...

Not the Mirror It’s not the mirror glass that’s cold, it’s my reflection—I’ve been told.   So comes the fall, the frigid shiv...

Dawning of the Dark Day shuts the door and darkens with purple sky. After the bolt of sun flashes orange, it unlatches the night ...

Bigger than a Bread Box A man who thinks about awe, stops to think, just a moment; in the canyon, armadillos scuttle by like b...

Back to the sea I want to go back to the sea where light and dark are one, where I come from. Back to sea waits and wiggles where th...

A Smoke Break at the Nuclear Command We multitask — chop, grill, wok, and pickle. They are fickle, can come all hours, drunk, after se...

* All kinds of poetry in terms of style and subject matter are equally welcome, though we tend to love shorter pieces more; * All poems ar...