Low Moral Ground A poem by Patricia Walsh Low Moral GroundNot knowing where to get off, hated for sameCrying on apposite shoulders, a singular cult.Asked, not told to merrily switch placesEscalating, with reason, a timeless displayConsuming time wasted on a... Continue Reading →
The Can Gatherer A poem by Marietta Calvanico The Can GathererPerhaps it is a unique NY thingdigging through recycle pailsin search of nickel cansand plastic bottlesIt was Steve’s ideato put them out separatelyto make it easier, cleanerHe’s kind that waySo... Continue Reading →
Words and guns A poem by Njeri Wangari Words and gunswhich yields more power? with words,I can create a world where guns and bulletsare like suns and droplets.I can call into being the spirits of our forefathers,open your eyes to... Continue Reading →
Short Plays – Where’d They Go? Okay, if you’ve been with Poetry Breakfast over the years you know we like to add new things to the menu. And you know, it usually turns out not to be a good fit... Continue Reading →
The Spaces In Between A poem by Margaret Adams Birth The Spaces In Between are arms held wide and ready to embrace are dawn and dusk and all that’s hidden in their gray shades are creeks that branch off streams... Continue Reading →
Sick Dog A poem by Ace Boggess Sick Dog Gift-wrapped box of ruins,circus tent over a sewer,her pug has a stroke, a facial tick,bouts of amnesia (what is water?what is food?). Rear, arthriticlegs move like a robot’s,like stilts under a... Continue Reading →
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