nothing matters poem by David Michael Jackson

It doesn’t matter
nothing matters I said as we left and
I was probably right
for once
well what did I get for it?
words left in a blog
that’s what I got
words in a damn blog.
Do you ever feel like you are
yesterdays blog?
nothing matters he said again as if waiting for
the punch line
Fuck Punch Fuck Judy
Fuck the punch line
nothing matters
least of all this
poem in the damn
night
this meandering life sputters a bit
and occasionally reveals the truth
you guessed it
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Loneliness Poem by David Michael Jackson

poem about being left alone
poem of love
poem of loneliness
a poem in the night
to hold back the beast
just a little bit
a little silence in words
Oh paint me a picture of the wind in the trees
Oh sing me a song with clapping of hands
Oh carry me home with a chorus of
love
and remember the lost one in the night
writing poems
alone
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I in the Fire Poem by Tom SternerHowe (WordWulf)

I in the Fire (word count – 100, lines – 20)

Eye in the pond
a nickel dropped down the well
explosion of ripples, a tenderlick of flame
reverberates ignites upon meeting itself
rises in definition, appeal to sublimity
original thought
eye in the fire

Dreams of dark fishes and tin tinkle wishes
liquid expansion of air, candle lit holding there
Would there be one to climb, shoulders of self to find
an angel’s warp see beyond the eye, sky of me
dare to ascend the pyre, desire the eye in the fire
We gon’ go down slow
We gon’ slip beneath the skin
natural as sin

Bio:
Tom {WordWulf} SternerHowe, a native son of Colorado, lives in Lafayette, Colorado with wife Karen, her two sons and his youngest son, Zedidiah. Family and riding his Harley Davidson fill up the hours left over from creative enterprises. He has been extensively published in independent literary magazines including Howling Dog Press/Omega, Skyline Literary Review and Flashquake. He is winner of the Marija Cerjak Award for Avant-Garde/Experimental Writing 2001, 2002 & 2003. His first novel, ‘Madman Chronicles: The Warrior’, is available at his website: http://pages.prodigy.net/sterner-howe. Music from the novel may be accessed at http://truefire.com/list.html?store=original_music&viewauthor=3554 or www.lulu.com/TomSternerHowe

Contact Information:
Tom (WordWulf) SternerHowe
1305 Centaur Circle
Lafayette, Colorado 80026
720-890-7217
sterner-howe@prodigy.net

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Pagoda Poem by Tom SternerHowe

I Danse Pagoda (word count – 68, line count – 18)

High as the mountain
reaches its climes
a thin wisp of breeze
gently woven tapestry
might be worn as a lithograph
hung in my brain
its message clear:
“There is no cost for peace/
no peace at any cost”
As scene behind closed eyes
hands clasped in friendship
round the wounds in our Earth
where slain soldiers lie
High as the mountain
reaches its climes

Bio:
Tom {WordWulf} SternerHowe, a native son of Colorado, lives in Lafayette, Colorado with wife Karen, her two sons and his youngest son, Zedidiah. Family and riding his Harley Davidson fill up the hours left over from creative enterprises. He has been extensively published in independent literary magazines including Howling Dog Press/Omega, Skyline Literary Review and Flashquake. He is winner of the Marija Cerjak Award for Avant-Garde/Experimental Writing 2001, 2002 & 2003. His first novel, ‘Madman Chronicles: The Warrior’, is available at his website: http://pages.prodigy.net/sterner-howe. Music from the novel may be accessed at http://truefire.com/list.html?store=original_music&viewauthor=3554 or www.lulu.com/TomSternerHowe

Contact Information:
Tom (WordWulf) SternerHowe
1305 Centaur Circle
Lafayette, Colorado 80026
720-890-7217
sterner-howe@prodigy.net

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Feline Grace Poem by Tom SternerHowe

Feline Grace (words – 74, lines – 17)

I might have not believed
a cat could smile
before I knew yoiu
I certainly wouldn’t have believed
I would come to share
the intimate spaces of my life
with such a creature

I didn’t know my lap was empty
before you filled it
and my days
One cannot simply replace a friend like you
One can hardly say goodbye
so I will not
Your smile will live forever behind my eyes

Bio:
Tom {WordWulf} SternerHowe, a native son of Colorado, lives in Lafayette, Colorado with wife Karen, her two sons and his youngest son, Zedidiah. Family and riding his Harley Davidson fill up the hours left over from creative enterprises. He has been extensively published in independent literary magazines including Howling Dog Press/Omega, Skyline Literary Review and Flashquake. He is winner of the Marija Cerjak Award for Avant-Garde/Experimental Writing 2001, 2002 & 2003. His first novel, ‘Madman Chronicles: The Warrior’, is available at his website: http://pages.prodigy.net/sterner-howe. Music from the novel may be accessed at http://truefire.com/list.html?store=original_music&viewauthor=3554 or www.lulu.com/TomSternerHowe
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