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Show Stopper

In Poetry on February 23, 2013 at 2:12 pm

next time

I will not throw

the fight

or shy from

the limelight

or skip the dessert

or leave at


or ask for


to kiss

my date

with destiny

no, I will

speak up

chin up

and I will

be damned

if I will not

step up

to the podium

and throw

away the speech

and reach

down deep

into my gut

for the real raw

and right stuff

and I will

bare everything


my sold soul

and it will be

like the full monty

swan song

of an aging

Chippendale dancer

whose buttock

could use botox

as he moons

his glittery world

of girls



Ivan Jenson, USA


In Poetry on February 22, 2013 at 4:44 pm

this walk

is one


many colors.


and your

teeth are stained

with many



the burnt toast

and coffee.

let’s start the



the clock in

the background

tells me it’s



Kari Pickering, USA

Ship in the Gloom

In Poetry on February 21, 2013 at 2:07 pm

On the milky margin drifts

a ship, rocking like a tired soldier,

war-torn and indifferent beneath

the gauzy halo of the moon

From the shore I watch her lurching,

a to-and-fro motion that sets me dizzy

until my vision is a narrow tunnel

wrestling with the raging sea

Frothing, the mighty beast

licks her heaving wooden sides

and I wonder at her fortitude,

which is more than I can manage

On the sand I am steady, sheltered

and yet I feel the deck beneath my feet,

battered and buffeted I brace for ill weather

and watch the clouds closing in


Sarah Williams, USA