Monday, June 21, 2021

Beacon by S. A. Gerber

 The gray opportunities have 
presented themselves empty. 
 
A lone stop light blinks 
slowly in the rain. 
 
The mine caves in with 
the sound of crashing waves. 
 
Pillars are set against a lighted 
wall and cast no shadow. 
 
A blood red moon sneaks 
around half-shot buildings. 
 
Mad lost souls malinger 
on cracked, broken pavement. 
 
A beacon in the shape of a 
bar light flashes through. 
 
The smoke clears revealing  
renewal… one glass at a time. 




S. A. Gerber is a native and resident again of Los Angeles, CA. after having spent  twenty-four years in a neighboring “city of sin” in the Silver State of Nevada. 

His work has appeared in such diverse publications as Desert Voices Magazine… 
Subtopian Magazine…Talking Sidewalks… Mad Swirl, (where he is a “contributing 

Poet”)… Sediment Literary and Arts Journal… Poetica Magazine… Black Heart Magazine… The Blue Collar Review…Los Angeles Review of Los Angeles… The Linden Avenue Literary Journal…The Poet’s Haven…Stray Light Literary Magazine… Literature in Los Angeles Magazine… Opiate Magazine… Pacific Poetry… Neologism Poetry Journal…The Lyric…Free Venice Beachhead… The Shot Glass Journal…,Dove Tales-“Empathy in Art: Embracing the Other”, Writing for Peace, International Journal of the Arts, and Alien Buddha Press-Holiday Anthology-2020. 

He is also a member of the Los Angeles Poet’s Society, (where his work can be found “Spotlighted” on their website). 

His three (3) volumes of poetry, Under the Radar, Inventory, and Old School Rhyme can all be obtained on Barnes & Noble and Amazon.com, as well as Beyond Baroque Bookstore in Venice, Ca. The Amber Unicorn in Las Vegas, NV. The Book Monster in Santa Monica, Ca., The Book Jewel in Westchester, Ca. and  City Lights Bookstore, San Francisco, Ca. 


 

Sunday, June 20, 2021

TOULOUSE-LAUTREC EXHIBITION by Byron Beynon

The Can Can tickets
removed from a November
coat-pocket guaranteed
the hour of entry.
Inside people squinny
nine courses of an exhibition.
Sexually-charged cabarets,
a world inside bars,
women, brothels,
the black boa of nightlife,
and a youthful Emile Bernard.
Friends in tender
yellow and white,
ironic caricatures,
recognised attacks of ill-health,
those fractured comments
articulated in preserved
frames of art.



Byron Beynon lives in Swansea, Wales. His poems and essays have featured in several publications including Agenda, The London Magazine, Poetry Wales, Cyphers (Dublin) and The Wilderness House Literary Review. He is the author of 11 collections of poetry including Cuffs (Rack Press) and The Echoing Coastline (Agenda Editions).


Saturday, June 19, 2021

Student Pub Stall by David Alec Knight

On the right wall of the stall
above the toilet paper holder
was printed in pen, "Nietzsche said, 
God was dead."

In an annebriated sense of contrariness
I wrote below, "God said, 
Nietzsche was dead."

When next I had occasion to use 
the same stall, someone had added below,
"Are you for real?"

Under that, I drew a clown-like figure pointing
at a precarious stick figure on a tightrope.



David Alec Knight has had poems have appear in Wayzegoose, People's Poetry Letter, Canadian Writers Journal, and Verse Afire. Anthology appearances include The Sandwich/Mill Anthology, 10$ Cash Value: An Anthology Of Assets, Ellipsis..., and by The Wishing Tree. His first collection of poems, The Heart Is A Hollow Organ, will be out before year's end. David works in healthcare. 




Friday, June 18, 2021

Something More by John Drudge

The primal nature
Of us all
That sweeps us 
Into being
And into
The one true essence
Of ourselves
That makes us 
Sing into canyons
And long 
For something more



John is a social worker working in the field of disability management and holds degrees in social work, rehabilitation services, and psychology.  He is the author of three books of poetry: “March” and “The Seasons of Us” (both published in 2019) and New Days (published in 2020). His work has appeared widely in numerous literary journals, magazines, and anthologies internationally. John is also a Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net nominee and lives in Caledon Ontario, Canada with his wife and two children.











Wednesday, June 16, 2021

Muscle Shoals, Alabama by Dan Provost

Early finds,
later rewards.
 
Ascension into
the sublime.
 
Glistening slide guitar
mixes with Aretha’s
cries of “looking for
a place to hide.”
 
Pickett sings the Beatles.
 
Mick finds ambition for a
Honkey Tonk Woman.
 
Swampers loved,
as I grew ancient.
 
When the palette needed
a bit more
diversity.
 
Where a dying maiden sings
her last decree of sadness—
 
Before, a tiny town in
the south…
 
Becomes an
unlikely
 
place where legends are
 
defined.




Dan Provost's poetry has been published throughout the small press for a number of years.  Some recent publications include: Ariel Chart, Poetical Review, Merak Magazine, Oddball Magazine, Deuce Coupe, Misfit Magazine, the Rye Whiskey Review, Cajun Mutt Press and the Dope Fiend Daily.  He has two books coming out in 2020.  Under the Influence of Nothingness by Kung Fu Treachery Press and Rattle of a Realizer, published by Whiskey City Press.  He lives in Berlin, New Hampshire with his wife Laura and dog Bella.
 

 

Tuesday, June 15, 2021

Desperately Seeking Frothy by Tony Pena

The humidity has taken
the too cool for school 
of the city as hostages, 
head to toe in a simmering
sweat too exhausted to dry.
I stagger to a stranger and ask,
lisping through lips of sandpaper,
if there’s a tavern nearby with A/C
where a rotund iceman with anthracite
eyes, carrot nose, who knows when
to button it and bend the twig, 
can pour me a cold tall one or two.




Tony Pena was selected as 2017-2018 Poet Laureate for the city of Beacon, New York. A new volume of poetry and flash fiction, "Blood and Beats and Rock n Roll," is available now at Amazon.  He also has a self published chapbook, "Opening night in Gehenna."  His publication credits include “Chronogram,”  "Dogzplot," "Gutter Eloquence," “Hudson Valley Transmitter,” "Red Fez," "Slipstream,"  "Underground Voices," "Zygote in my Coffee," and others. 

Colorful compositions and caterwauling with a couple of chords can be seen at:



Monday, June 14, 2021

A Night In Ketchum by Jake St. John

I was drunk 
out of my mind 
and found 
Hemingway's grave

In a stupor 
I'd stumbled 
the street
and visited every bar 
still operating 
that he drank in.

In one joint
I pulled up 
a stool
ordered 
a cocktail
traveled back 
to 1952
neon lights 
mixed drinks 
reliving
memories 
I never had. 

Then I crossed
The street
and drank beer
with a retired couple
from Massachusetts 
we watched
the Sox game 
at Whiskey Jacques
my namesake
my birth certificate lists 
Jacques St. John 
as my legal name.

Anyway
I decided
then and there
that I'd drink 
a rum and coke 
with Papa
anytime

No guns though
that's where 
I'd draw the line.




Jake St. John spends nights in a fort on the edge of the woods.  He is the author of several collections of poetry including Snow Moon (Holy & Intoxicated Publications, 2019), Lost City Highway (A Jabber Publication, 2019) and Working Man’s Odyssey (Analog Submission Press, 2018). His poems have appeared in print and online journals around the world.

Beacon by S. A. Gerber

 The gray opportunities have  presented themselves empty.    A lone stop light blinks  slowly in the rain.    The mine caves in with  the so...