Poetry Catalog

Coughing in the box of my room,Penance for cleaning,And punishment for waiting so long to sweep And yet despite isolation in the chamberI manage to conjure upAnother one of my buried visions The shining specifications focusedOn the endless searchFor new connections without damages But to remain surrounded by close cornersIs to invite nothingnessAnd nothingness begins … [Read more...] about A Rough Gerrymander, By: Benjamin Nardolilli

Is there a power that can sustain and cheerThe captive chieftain, by a tyrant's doom,Forced to descend into his destined tombA dungeon dark! where he must waste the year,And lie cut off from all his heart holds dear;What time his injured country is a stageWhereon deliberate Valour and the rageOf righteous Vengeance side by side appear,Filling from morn to night the heroic … [Read more...] about Is There A Power That Can Sustain And Cheer, By: William Wordsworth

A therapist told me it was okayto be angry, to express my anger,just in non-violent ways,but if I had to be violentto use the gym or the sidewalkor the trail that climbed the hillnear where I worked. I met all these angry peopleat the gym, on the sidewalk,walking up and down the trailexpressing their angerand their vitriolbut just not hitting anything.Most of them … [Read more...] about Angry, By: Jeff Burt

I don’t associate lifewith the butterfly.It’s prettybut its time is too shortto have relevance. Nor does the pine,despite what the biologist tells me,seem like anything alive. As for the mosquito,I swatted itas it was about to feedon my upper arm.And I don’t get the feelingthat something,important and irreplaceable,is now gone from this world. There’s so much that’s … [Read more...] about What Living Means To Me, By: John Grey

Immersed amongst the heaving throngAnd tethered to no other soulAlone with overactive thoughtAdrift, bereft of all controlI must break through the blackened skyThat only damns me to my fateI cannot leave my soul weighed downI know I must learn not to hateAnd face each day with clarion callEach dawn to contemplate anewTo open up my head and heartAnd find someone to tether toI … [Read more...] about Untethered, By: Paul White