At that winter smiles in the North
and melts into mist
and returns a few weeks later
with soft snow flakes from the sky,
on an April afternoon
the same day the sun wore
her yellow raiment
and the grass put on her green dress
in preparation for spring.
The trees know better
and wisely kept their leaves tucked
up in their buds and sleep still,
warmed by the hardened shell of their skin.
We learn it is better to wait, to plant our seeds
–instead of letting their promises freeze
like our uncovered fingers and toes
during the false fade of winter.
So the sandals are put away,
and the scarves, gloves, and fleeces
come out of storage.
It feels cold now, but you smile
because you remember that
you are still warmer than the days
that turned your fingers blue with ache
and turned your breath into mist.
They say there is a season for all things,
and now growing things lie still,
except for you.
So, you wait
and grow more patient.

National Poetry Month Day 16
MARK RIORDAN Apr 15

THE MOAB HAS BEEN DROPPED
THE MOTHER OF ALL BOMBS
NOT AN OUNCE NOT A POUND
BUT A WHOLE LOT OF TONS

AMERICA IS NOW AGGRESSIVE
INSTEAD OF STEPPING BACK
AMERICA IS NOW THE SHERIFF
AND REALLY ON THE ATTACK


NORTH KOREA WONT PUT UP WITH
ANY OF AMERICAS FORCE
THESE TWO GIANT COUNTRIES WILL
PUT MAN KINDS FUTURE OF COURSE

WOW OUR WORLD IS ON THE VERGE OF TROUBLE
MARK RIORDAN Apr 11

WILL WE HAVE WAR
WHO CAN REALLY TELL
WILL WE HAVE PEACE
OR BE BLOWN TO HELL


THE LEADERS WILL CHAT
WITH DISCUSSION AND DEBATE
CHATTING ABOUT OUR FUTURE
AND MAN KINDS FATE


OUR HEARTS ARE HURT
OUR SOULS ARE DESTROYED
COME ON DONALD TRUMP
NUCLEAR WEAPONS DEPLOY

OUR WORLD IS ON THE VERGE OF NUCLEAR WAR WHAT THE HELL HOW THINGS CAN ESCALATE SO QUICKLY

GoT - My rhymed remark
© Andrè M. Pietroschek, all rights reserved

'' Winter is here, said the gluttonous white walker during the last eclipse - your iron-throned kingdoms shall get their own zombie-apocalypse!''

This is my body.
You know it. You touch my teeth with your fingers, my imperfect teeth. The teeth I brought home from the Czech Republic after pulling off my braces with pliers, after not having a toothbrush or fluoridated water for half of a year, you tell me that you love me and my teeth. You know they make me so uncomfortable.

You lay beside me in bed. You put your right hand in my left hand, your right leg over my left leg, and you tell me that your boyfriend is only your boyfriend because he was the opposite of your ex. He's not the one you want to be with, he's the one you just happen to be with.

I tell you we shouldn't kiss until it's over between the two of you.

This is my body, it's driving the car you're in. I fill up the gas tank and ask you where you'd like to go. You say you'd like to go anywhere. I drive us through Chicago, we go up one street and then down the next. I drive us downtown on Lake Shore Drive, across the city on Grand Avenue and over to Ohio, then I put us on the highway and then I take us off. We take North Avenue from I-94 to Wells to Lincoln and then North again until the car runs out of gas again. I fill up the car with gas, again.

I look at your face, your hair, your hands and your legs, I love your legs, your face, your lips, and the words coming out of your mouth.

I didn't know I could be happy like this again. I didn't know I could be so attracted to someone's body and so attracted to someone's mind- at the same time. I tell you that you should break up with him before we kiss, even though I just want to kiss you now. I want to kiss you now and now and now and now, and we start making promises, we start telling each other that there are rules for how to live life by understanding it. You understand your life and you understand me in it. I understand you and trust everything you say. You're right, brave, brilliant, and beautiful. I love the sound of your voice and the words you choose to use.

I'm sure we've known each other for over a decade. This is my body. This is your body. We are perfect and animated towards one another, and I like it, I love it. And I'm so fucking lucky.

I never have been as brave nor as bold as you've shown me I can be. I could be so brave and full of grace and excitement, and enchanted immensely by every gesture and breath that comes from you. I had previously been riddled with immense insanity before we met. I was sworn towards unmistakeable insanity, and doomed to a life of solitude and sadness, I had lived in a wash of thick melancholy, and I knew, and my friends agreed that my body and I would  never know happiness, pleasure, or awesomeness anymore.

You're driving me happily crazy. Fueled by unmistakeable excitement, and on the way towards a future of wildly enticing momentus togetherness.

You and your little dog too.

Peter Balkus Mar 17

Whatever I'd say
you won't listen, you nut.
You do the opposite
of what you are asked.

Like with child discourse with you:
tell a boy not to touch
chocolate, he will eat all.
Allow it - won't be fussed.

If I urge you to not to
press the button, you will.
So I'm urging to do it!
(to stop you from doing it).

Vexren4000 Mar 14

The fingerprints of children,
Imprinted on the glass.
Long grown into adults,
Being forced to march and grind away.
The youth that was once so easily seen,
Now faded in a darkened dream.
Age now all they know.
'All we know
All the universe has ever known.

MARK RIORDAN Mar 9

OH DEAR NORTH KOREA
THERE IS A NUCLEAR THREAT
THE U.S. JAPAN AND CHINA
HAVE AN EACH WAY BET


KIM JONG-UN IS CHALLENGING THE WORLD
COME ON NATIONS LET PLAY
IF WE ARE TO DANCE
WILL WE HAVE A NUCLEAR DAY


WHAT CAN WE DO TO HOLT THE THREAT
AND BRING THE WORLD TO PEACE
COME ON KIM JONG-UN WHY DON'T YOU WATCH
OLIVIA NEWTON JOHN IN GREASE

KIM JONG-UN IS CHALLENGING THE WORLD AND OUR RESPONSE WILL DETERMINE THE FUTURE.

north
find me where I'm most alone
before my fleeting feelings
turn to stone

east
don't let me turn the other way
if you ever think I'm slipping
hold my gaze and make me stay

west
hold the coffee to my nose
the warmth smells like home
and keeps me close

south
don't you ever say you're sorry
for taking care of me
for helping to melt away
the ice I was meant to be

be my compass
guide me for our sake
for you're already the direction
I want my life to take

Ekstyn Feb 15

And until I find my North Star, I am but a traveler fumbling here and there, forever wandering aimlessly...

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