POETRY PACIFIC

The Birds Line of velvet black Dangling from a wire Toes latched, non-conductable Talons trimmed To split prey precisely Squeals and ...

PUPPY OBEDIENCE Just try to teach her straight lines: Forward! (at a brisk walk, her nose at my knee) Halt! (with a snappy sit beside m...

Hands On rocks and walls of canyons carved birds with delicate feathers, graceful antelopes, fish, flowers, suns with spiraling rays,...

Lovebirds Their immured union signaled by mutual alteration: plucking each other bald, these scholars of loss. Overnight Under the...

Bionote Jayne Jaudon Ferrer is the author of five books and the founder, host, and editor of www.YourDailyPoem.com. An award-winning...

Y yum-yum, you seem to have become addicted to this alphabet, nothing but a plain letter though it may sometimes get you high h...

Natureal Stanzas: Summer Parading at Zhangjiajie (A UNESCO-Designated Nature Preserve Park in Hunan Provinice, China) ...

Traffic Light Green, Yellow, Red Step Stop Yet again I missed the light What could have been What should have been My c...

LIMINAL some word i read that caught hold as i was moving between diagnosis and postmortem, on my way back through childhood to here...

Mary, Mary         for Mindi The thing is, I actually liked sex,  at least later, but I missed it with Him. This anemic angel gave ...

Threshold I change from sleep into hiking gear, slide into day. Around me, mist erases pygmy oaks, drifts across a dirt street. It’s an...

The Dakota At the author's request made on 4 Dec 2017, this poem is taken down.

Highway 81 The landscape ahead of me lay flat and brown Hills seem more like creases in the earth That a once tight surface has given t...

Bionote :: A resident of Johns Creek, Georgia, Russell Streur’s poetry has been published widely in the United States, Europe and certai...

Bamboo grove along the Chattahooche River, Georgia High Falls, Georgia, is just a couple minutes off I-95 on the wa...

El Péndulo Immóvil I  (after the painting by Antoni Tàpies) When the pendulum stops suspended in gravity no longer keeping time betwee...

Agitation Her black bikini, red boots brought Kafka to mind He'd sweat at the thought of untying that frilly top, cupping hand t...

Becoming and Coming What words I must invent for us dreamers in each other’s eyes ensnared in love and dust and furies shining stars pi...

The Fire Raisers                 Your nightmare                 is a lit match on dry wood                 the odour of paraffin       ...

When Home Is Not Enough Shrouded in rumor, your secrets were unraveling, and the swelling underneath your blouse was no longer a questio...

Sheets I remember the canopy over your bed, and how the light from the window would pour through it, and onto your silky skin in the mor...

Another Folder Although the folder held within my hands is emptied out Of contents I treasured years ago, I have no doubt Of finding an...

Scraping wallpaper in the bathroom My father and I work contentedly, jubilantly, Scraping off the layers of paisley and the blood red fl...

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POETRY PACIFIC [SPRING ISSUE 2013] Nature's Fashion Show: Photo by Changaming Yuan Thanks for reading, and please stay t...

POETRY PACIFIC [SPRING ISSUE 2013] A Snapshot of Spring: Photograph by Zhijian Tao

SOME CHANGES TO NOTE:: * Thus far,  PP  has been featuring 3 selected poets and their artworks on a weekly basis; however, starting from n...

CORDIALLY YOURS sitting on the couch she has forgotten who I am greets me like a stranger treats this stranger better than she ever tr...

Father Spoke in Code Father spoke in code Mother understood. She would cry once he went to bed. I never understood the code. My siste...

The Whispering Leaf Infinite tendrils, weave exquisite patterns, forming an immaculate, delicate sheaf, while morning's dew whispe...

March Between the stone wall and the stone church fistfuls of yellow, pink, purple heads. Inheritance Great-granddad was a vampire ...

Insanity Revival So the sensible man is a relic past of the go betweens of financial fast; as the money tide falls short of shore, to th...

In The Night In the dark Silence enfolds the world You are sleeping And i'm here watching The moon changes colors This night is l...

Listen With Hands:  XXXVI This other Washington has a vegetable market down the street and Hawaiian sneakers I’d swear that bird was s...

Spring snapshots...

Function @ Disjunction Why did the toaster cross the pillow? To (cruci)fix the broken thought. Do not (donut) go there, each fried thin...

Empty Nesters The plums plummeted early on Bunker Hill Road this year, toppled by a misalignment of climactic signals or a rare eagernes...