Category: Poetry

Ultracrepidarian

Ultracrepidarian

(A poem for those with a clitoris, and even those without)
Noun. One who criticizes, judges, or gives advice outside the area of his or her expertise.

It’s cl-IT-oris, you correct.

But you don’t have one.

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greatest treasure

Greatest Treasure

An old radio,
trickles out classic oldies.
The soulful sound
of the historical rock
describes the grizzled man
sitting closely to the ancient stereo
perfectly.
A cigarette,
balanced precariously
in the large dirty ashtray
burns,
inducing a bright blue trail of toxic smoke
wafting into the air,
releasing the strong but homely stench.
The unmistakeable smell of coffee looms faintly
like a small beacon of bliss.

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It Takes a Pick Axe

Through a broad valley,
between dark, constant mountains,
an icy river rushes.
Forced by the runoff of avalanches,
it grinds boulders to pebbles,
and hurtles massive trees askew.

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Eros

“Eros”

It has been said that the insatiable
desire
is not the poison in the heart
or the tear in the eye
but instead
the fallacy of unfulfillment.

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A Glosa For Leonard Cohen

My time is running out

and still

I have not sung

the true song, the great song

~Leonard Cohen

The full moon rises
light casting shadows
on cedar and stone
The reflections of past lives
blurred in leaf strewn puddles
Children splashing, their innocence devout
I lift my head towards the sky
eyes closed, a silent prayer to the beauty
It may be ageless, but there is no doubt
My time is running out

By Sarah James

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