Needles, or: Threads

My 1st 'Wounded Couplet' Some dark traumas persist; they'll never heal; Unreachable festering maroon wounds Linger 'til people die, Spasming against the wills they are bound by. Our drugs such soul-griefs can never obtund; We're human for those deep twinges we feel. Robust hearts absorb, beating through the pain; Our strongest their heartbreaks learn to… Continue reading Needles, or: Threads

Things, or: Multitudes

Poetry Partners #129 'things I kept for you', a prose poem by 'musingsbymac' some things I kept for you (and only you): a toothbrush in my medicine cabinet, extra bottles of Montepulciano, a bedroom bucket list, weekly laundered bedsheets, refrigerator grapes, mirror selfies, chocolate Hรคagenโ€“Dazs, a homemade birthday token, half & half creamer, the series… Continue reading Things, or: Multitudes

Again, and again, or: How, how, how?

Poetry Partners #107 A poem by Tarlie Francis of 'Bless Me this Morning' Tears Mingle with the drizzled rain, Washing away the pain, Again, and again; As memories of you, Fade away with my youth, To a remote corner Of my essential being. Bless Me this Morning: https://blessmethismorning.wordpress.com/ An Emmett by ben Alexander of โ€˜The… Continue reading Again, and again, or: How, how, how?

Encore, or: Twist distressingly

A Cadae poem again, I throw up everything ugh stomach twists in pain lying down, nausea rolls over me once more sitting upon couch instead restless sleep takes me emotions twist distressingly wild dream sequences punctuated with pain; awake, tasting bitter bile retching, another encore Cadae? Strophic: 5 strophes, each containing the number of lines… Continue reading Encore, or: Twist distressingly

Jewish communal professional

My co-worker was a rabbi By tremendous coincidence, one of my co-workers at The Jewish Agency for Israel was a rabbi who served at one of my hometown (East Brunswick, NJ) synagogues for six years. He is approximately my age. I mention this because it goes back to my once-dream of becoming a rabbi, which… Continue reading Jewish communal professional

Lingering, or: Ready to depart

Poetry Partners #92 'Lingering Soul', a poem by Maitreyee Telang of 'Empty's Blog' She was like a preserved flower, Unique and delicate, So exquisite, The beauty, itself, was scared, To breathe, In case, it altered her in some way. She was like the moon, Incomparable and mysterious, A side of her so dark, That the… Continue reading Lingering, or: Ready to depart

Garden, or: Eden

Poetry Partners #91 'Morphine Drip', a poem by LaToya Williams of 'mentalnotes1' For Halloween I want to be a morphine drip To let the sun dry me up And run healing through this broken cup But there is no sun in October And the weather is always better after the rain The atmosphere is clearer… Continue reading Garden, or: Eden