[tabby title="Poem"] Floods give us canyons and arks,Rushing waters carve a channel,Old formations they will dismantle,And, smooth new areas for green parks. Noah searched for a brave new world,Finally, there is a green olive leaf,And, we have the renewing motif.Animals...

[tabby title="Poem"] A morning ritual is a must-have drink,Hot and steaming from the pot,A perfect fit for my thirsty slot,Anything else is a hoodwink. The habitual drink is no addiction,But a pause to uplift spirits,A boost to get through the...

[tabby title="Poem"] In darknessI dream thatmy bare feet aretouching your bodylike Crusoe wandering an island.We lie naked on hot sandlistening to surf massage a flat shoreline,tantalizing foam rushes up, then retreats.A moored rowboat creaks from the windwhile the sun dries...

[tabby title="Poem"] I walk past fields of resistance,mutilated bodies of donkeysan eye shot out.I see no heroes,only a dirt roadjoining one village to the next.An olive tree,branches arthritic,stands in a neighbor’s barren plot.He left for the mainland.The colonels are in...

[tabby title="Poem"] Covid came, like a thief.I had to face this rude grief.These two urns had no inauguration.Death came, followed by a small congregation.MY LIFE, remains, with much appreciation. [tabby title="Poet Bio"] DOREEN FLEISCH is new to the poetry world....