Haiku For Ella
Ella FitzgeraldWas the truth and the devilIs a boldfaced lie
Ode to Bass
Take the chords high and lowMake that rhythm flowPush that groove...
The Monuments
The monuments are goneGood riddance I sayTalk about losing a battleThey lost an entire war
Cold cast iron facesof Lee, Jackson, and Jefferson Davis,Put...
Transformation
Everyday, I delivermyself to impossibility.I transform:Today, a bird,my slumberous bodygiving way to lightweight skeleton,sturdy muscles, aero foil wingsthat lift me, flapping or soaringkeeping me...
Interlude
Even the Evening Grosbeaks yearn to move on,wandering from there to here to somewhere gone,
partying at the feeder for a quarter of an hourthen...
Burning Snowflakes
Radiation rains from above
Like burning snowflakes, it falls.
In awe of its beauty,
I reach out my hand.
The ash stains my palm,
Still warm to the...
Amuchechukwu Nwafor is a finalist in Day Eight's annual open-to-all poetry competition, the DC Poet Project. Read more about the DC Poet Project here and attend...
CanMan Tha Poet is a finalist in Day Eight's annual open-to-all poetry competition, the DC Poet Project. Read more about the DC Poet Project here and...
stars melt in your skin
for R.M
quiet nights held inside your hands like water waitingfor the chance to become your ladder.
you first reminisced, as if...
After William Carlos Williams
So much
De
Pends
Uponthe dazed chickens
Fraughtwith meltwater
Besidesthe demonic and menacing
Icecream truck
Thatcirculates the neighborhood
Withan off-key kilter tune:
(Davidsings-“ dee bee dee bee dee bee boop...
