Journeys and Destinations
Excess Baggage (A Song)
Love is a bulky item
--Lynette Chiang
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Love is a bulky item |
To My Only Lover
Writer who molds lost clouds
into tiny poems across the sky,
above windswept seeds disseminating
throughout the meadow soon to be full
with flowers in the coming spring--
writer, I love you, I am yours
for the asking, my limbs unfolded,
my heart a song of flutes and strings,
beautiful as an eight-voice choir,
one mellotronic happening, exposed
as the ripest pomegranate hanging
from a blossoming tree, pick me!
I am certain you’ll be pleased; there’s
an ease about knowing you’re listening
out there, somewhere, contemplating
our rendezvous, my soon to be midnight
climax; where are you?
--Carol Lynn Grellas
Outgrown
My life is too small for me.
It pinches at the waistband like
an outgrown pair of jeans.
My ankles knob below the cuffs,
sampling the air outside, reporting
journeys and adventures boarding
every minute, and I standing there
saying I have nothing else to wear.
--Erin Marissa Russell
Meditation 21
A straight path
And an open sky
To the horizon
Is what I’m promised
But the road I walk
Is lined with trees
And the secret, seductive whispers
Of the wood
--Anne Brooke
Berlin Senryu From A Tourist
Grand castle rebuilt,
just as it was in ‘40.
People are still dead.
Double line of bricks
marks toppled barrier’s path.
Divisions remain.
Shish kebab and wurst
fill hungry tourists’stomachs--
at different meals.
Traveler’s Ode
These shoes are too old for walking.
The claims are too high for staking.
The words are too many for talking
and apologies too late for the making.
The sun is too late for the sky,
the moon too early for night,
the question too late for asking why--
the wrong is too late for the right.
These shoelaces hang by a thread
and my shoe has a hole in the sole.
My heart will betray my head
and the aim will betray the goal.
God grant me grace; I have a heavy load
and a limited time to make my way.
Await for me, when night moves on day--
all I have is a heavy conscience, and this traveler’s ode.
--Ben MacNair
About the poets:
Social media expert Lynette Chiang, a/k/a Galfromdownunder, is an award-winning author, advertising copywriter, multimedia storyteller and solo bicycle adventurette. You can see, and hear, a slightly different version of this song, along with other down-loadable songs, here: http://www.galfromdownunder.com/otherstuff/
Carol Lynn Grellas is a three-time Pushcart nominee and the author of A Thousand Tiny Sorrows, soon to be released from March Street Press and two chapbooks: Litany of Finger Prayers, Pudding House Press and Object of Desire, Finishing Line Press. She is widely published in magazines and online journals including most recently, The Centrifugal Eye, Oak Bend Review and deComp, with work upcoming in OVS and Saw Palm Florida Literature and Art. She lives with her husband, five children and a little blind dog who sleeps in the bathtub.
Erin Marissa Russell is a 26-year-old who studies art and writing in Dallas, Texas. She is the founder and co-editor of Moulin Review, a literary journal staffed by students at Brookhaven College. She is managing editor for the Brookhaven Courier and junior editor at Open Heart Publishing. Her short story That's What It's All About won first place in the 2009 National League for Innovation in the Community College Contest. In addition to writing and making art, Erin sings and plays piano in The Lewis Family Singers, The Republic of Texas, and 3 Women.
Anne Brooke writes novels and poetry. Six of her novels have been published, including the GLBT romantic thriller, The Bones of Summer, published by Dreamspinner Press and available from Amazon in the UK and US. In addition, the gay crime novel Maloney's Law is available from Amazon UK & US, and A Dangerous Man is available from Flame Books - http://www.flamebooks.com - or from Amazon UK. “Meditation 21” is from Salt and Gold, poetic meditations on the Book of Exodus and St. Luke, also available from Amazon.
Anne Rettenberg is Editor of Eat a Peach: A Poetry Journal. She is a psychotherapist in New York City and formerly was a journalist. She has been published at protestpoems.org.
Ben Macnair was born in Nottingham, and now resides in Staffordshire U.K. His poetry has appeared in Purple Patch, Raw Edge, and various other small print publications. His short stories have appeared in Twisted Tongue and in two Forward Press anthologies. Journalism and reviews have appeared in Blues in Britain magazine, Verbal magazine, and various newspapers.