‘Peter Pan’s Soliloquy’: A Poem by Joshua C. Frank
. Peter Pan’s Soliloquy In Never Land, each sunrise brings anew A day of play and laughter to pursue. I ...
. Peter Pan’s Soliloquy In Never Land, each sunrise brings anew A day of play and laughter to pursue. I ...
. Public Benches Lusty men and randy wenches Making out on public benches Used to be a common sight In ...
. Let’s Laugh at Leftists with a nod to Joseph S. Salemi Step right up and see the freaks, Who ...
. Autumn Fades The orange leaves decay to crinkling gray, And sunsets sink and fade the clouds to black. “You’ll ...
. The Wise Farmer ---based on a Zen parable attributed to Alan Watts A farmer in China was left by ...
. Three Small Tabs Upon the men’s room wall at church, A flyer’s there for men who search For healing ...
. Colors by Kukai (空海) (774-835) translated by Joshua C. Frank Colors, fragrant like the flowers, Fade to ash in ...
. Endless Dreaming a villanelle I lunge ahead in bed and start to scream. The nightmare’s end is far; I’m ...
. The Ghost Girl One sunny May, I ran to play, __When I was twelve years old, Upon the hill. ...
. Under the Umbrella inspired by “Le Parapluie” (“The Umbrella”) by Georges Brassens (1921-1981) Rain fell in waves throughout the ...
. Chelsea a true story from I Kissed Dating Goodbye by Joshua Harris “Behold not everybody's beauty: and tarry not ...
. Truth Is Not Beauty “What is the worst mistake you ever made in bed?” Reply: “My son.” (Actual dialogue ...
. The Qua-Train In four lines stood iambic feet To board the quatrain from the street. The poem made of ...
. The Whiskey Priest based on The Power and the Glory by Graham Greene I stand condemned because I am ...
. Story Time The father, he sits on the couch with a book, A child in each arm, and one ...
. Last Visit to the Beach a sestina The beach, untouched by Time throughout the years As millions of waves ...
. Crosses and Losses I tried to write a poem to acclaim The passion flashing like a lightning strike Between ...
. In a Home based on Michael Bunker’s grandmother (b. 1909) as described in his book Surviving Off Off-Grid . ...
. Fallen Hummingbird A formal-verse remake of a free-verse poem of the same name written by my mother on October ...
. Woke Christmas We dream of Christmas like we used to know, With Santa Claus and sleigh rides in the ...
. They Have Our Genes They have our genes; they’re human beings, Our fifteen frozen embryos. Regardless of your disagreeings, ...
. What’s Left to Say? a rhupunt When women’s plans Are like a man’s, So they act trans, What’s left ...
. If You Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter If solidified oil with chemical clutter That helps it look yellow and ...
. The Navy by Paul Fort (1872-1960) translated by Joshua C. Frank We find them all again in brief In ...
. After Brain Death Based on the article “May We Donate Our Organs?” by Drs. Jay Boyd and Paul A. ...
. A Leftist Rebukes Hamas Hey, Hamas, you silly dolts, You need to mow down more adults. Keep fighting for ...
. Ode to the Cello Fingered strings upon the cello Vibrate by the moving bow. Autumn tones in red and ...
. In Eve’s Footsteps based on “Genesis 2: Teaching its Truth to Women” by Kimberly Hartke “And the Lord God ...
. Younger Selves I have you leaning up against my side, Our boys and girls around us on the couch. ...
. The Pietà or Mickey Mouse? A book I’ve read depicts a boy Who’s searching for creative joy. His mind ...
. The Certainty of Kelly Green My friend and I went to a coffee shop; She read her intricately crafted ...
. Back to Sleep In very early years, now far behind, When I returned to earth at midnight deep From ...
. The Billboard a pantoum It’s propped along the route I roll— A squatting square against the sky, Atop a ...
. The Adventures of Verb At six, I had a dictionary Where I would meet a man named Verb, Superb ...
. All That’s Left Is Yours based on I Kissed Dating Goodbye by Joshua Harris The bride walked the aisle ...
. Red Flags a sestina sonnet The national flags of the Westerners’ lands Turn red in the dim, fading light ...
. The Ballad of the Heroic Mother a true story A toddler into water fell __And sank as quick as ...
. Encapsulations “It’s a shame that the tradition of producing small poetic encapsulations of classic texts seems to have died ...
. The Little Knight The kitchen door slams open wide; The boy flies through to play outside. His house becomes ...
. Signs of the Times . I. Hymn 6-6-6 a rondeau Hymn 6-6-6 on high display— The devil’s number where ...
Excellent.
I just read it all... wow. Very powerful. I’ve read some poems on the theme, but none like these. In…
What can I add to the above - just terrific! I am also reminded of Venice, that mighty nation-state that…
A beautiful poem, Patricia. Thank you.
Such a beautifully concise telling of a tragic story. “We gurgle out a muddy milk of sludge” is extremely descriptive…
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