Stanzaic Stylings

Twenty-Three to Twenty-One , titled such for the 23 letters (totaling 155 pages!) that a woman named Julia Sand wrote to Chester Arthur, the 21st President.  I have excerpted her letters and imagined how Arthur might have responded; as far as is known he never wrote back to her (quotations in the Arthur part of the poems come from his writings). from  Twenty-Three to Twenty-One              #2                      "Englewood N.J.                               Sept 25, 1881 Hon. Chester A. Arthur And so Garfield is really dead & you are President                                 For a time it seemed as if we all were mistaken--- as if he meant to 'disappoint our fears' Then I felt I owed you an apology for what I had written Perhaps I...

Falsetto By Desiree Cady Everybody thinks That you will be just fine They never, ever question You never show a sign They say that you're a fighter And that you are so strong Yet deep inside you know That they couldn't be more wrong And then one day it happens Your soul, it finally breaks And everybody thinks It must be some mistake She's just having a bad day Everybody does What they dont understand Is her pain, it doesn't ever pause She reaches out to everyone Hands out such great advice But what happens when she's on her own When she's not feeling so nice She looks around in question Wonders where the hell they are? Those friends who said they'd be there No matter how near or far So she tells herself she'll be okay She's going to be just fine She wipes away her tears and smiles Faking, she never shows a sign ©2018

Listen To The Quiet The hush of falling snow the breath of stormy seas bIrds frolicking on the meadow forest parade of gallant trees. Honeysuckly sweet on the vine hummingbirds morning call with nectar a rose blush wine from Spring, through Summer and Fall. A windward breeze blows East the sun slumbers on the West natures masterpiece the day is done, now rest. The night devoid of sunlight caress the moon and stars at dusk fluorescent twilight guide seafarers from afar. Listen to the quiet hear the silent peace whisper in the moment our spirit to be set free. Log Cabin As I trudge through snow laiden foothills icy wind whipping my face biting cold surrounds me and the sun emerges with haste. My journey carries me forward over lifeless branches and leaves toward the snow capped high sierras home, to God’s country. I can see in the distance the canvas for my creation my dream springs to life only in my imagination. In the future I see a clearing a cozy and quaint log cabin nestled among i...

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blue and green ripples mirror aquatic light shows disco water dance Photo and haiku by Joanne Olivieri  http://joanneolivieri.weebly.com

  Midnight Moon  A midnight moon beckons  Calling from afar "Come my love," he whispers  I'll show you the stars Together we'll fly into the night Where in dream, I'll hold you  Til' the morning's light There in a kiss Love must bid adieu To meet once again Upon a midnight moon https://zolanymph1.blogspot.com/ Poet, writer, aspiring novelist, daydreamer and believer in the impossible Contributing artist @hitRECord.org and Scriggler.com Published in the following Ezines, Publications and Online Journals: Antarctica Journal Duane's PoeTree In Between Hangovers Stanzaic Stylings Poetry Poetics Pleasure Whispers

Cleveland Haiku #558 Chagrin River, white water going by--- the softness of her lips Cleveland Haiku #559 By blue Erie's shore-- sweat dried by the breeze Bio:   "Michael Ceraolo is a retired firefighter/paramedic and active poet who has had one full-length book (Euclid Creek, from Deep Cleveland Press) and a few chapbooks published (among the chapbooks is Cleveland Haiku, from Green Panda Press). He has a second full-length book, Euclid Creek Book Two, forthcoming from unbound content press, and is continually working on new and existing poetry projects. For more linformation and ordering instructions  CLICK HERE

Sony Holland Website Sunset by Jerry Holland I don’t ever wanna see you walkin’ off into the sunset The sunset is beautiful but so sad A luminescent burst of color that fades quickly into darkness The kind of darkness that would drive me ravin’ mad I know all too well those shadows that heartaches are made of So don’t let the sunset on our love Don’t let the sunset on our love I don’t ever wanna lose you to the curve of the horizon The horizon is alluring but unknown All of a sudden now I find that I’ve been sailing into danger But worse than danger is facing it alone I’m stoic and stone there’s no thundering threat I’m afraid of But don’t let the sunset on our love Don’t let the sunset on our love I know all too well those shadows that heartaches are made of Don’t let the sunset on our love Don’t let the sunset on our love The sunset is to beautiful but so sad So sad, so beautiful but so sad So sad so beautiful but so sad Written by Jerry Holland, BMI HeebaLibra Music, 2018

Would You? By Desiree Cady If I showed you the scars That have broken my heart Would you hold it together Instead of ripping it apart? If I showed you the tears That fill my eyes at night Would you hold me close And make everything alright? If I showed you the secrets That I keep locked inside Would you be my safe place So I no longer hide? If I showed you my soul And allowed you to touch Would you protect it fiercly And honor it much? If I showed you these walls I have built up so high Would you tear them down And stand by my side? If I showed you all of the things  And gave you every bit of me Would you show me a love That I have yet to see? ©2018 Desiree Cady Bio I am a 33 year old mother of two beautiful girls who have been my saving grace. After a brutal attack a few years ago, I have been plagued by PTSD. After the attack and a few suicide attempts, I vowed to tell my story and help inspire others to get help and to know that they are not alone.  I am currently wrapping ...

Memories Shadows on the wall Dancing in the candle light Of love old and new      Sunrise With you a new day Promise of another chance To begin again       Faith In the depths of love One can sink beneath the waves Or float with the tides

Reunite with my older brother in San Francisco Hit the ground running from the get-go Go to Nob Hill to pick up a loose-legged table Repair furniture (And return them stable!) Become a houseboy for a wealthy family Attend morning adult English classes daily Work as a chef at Hunter’s Point Naval base Prepare WW2 soldiers for whatever they face Memorize American dessert recipes by heart Make sugary pies, jello, cobblers, and fruit tarts Earn enough money to go to my beloved Hong Kong Marry Suey Yee Lee, who's selfless and strong Come back and get hired at a demanding shipyard Never complain and work very hard Open up Kwong Jow Sausage Company Recruit employees, make sure they work in harmony Remember that the customer is always right Charge less, give more, sell out every night Have kids, treat the four of them equally Guide children to the glass door of opportunity Beat them in ping pong with my left hand Use saved money to purchase some land Cook aromatic, savory lop cheung on Chi...