Revolutions by Bernadette Richards

[tabby title="Poem"] How slow these revolutions,Between the long and short hands,As water spilled through contention, parches once luscious land. The trove of what was, outweighs what is,I see the rat tiptoe the perimeter,as the Olive Thrush leaves. Stroking wounds like...

To our fathers by Bernadette Richards

[tabby title="Poem"] To the fathers who walk backwards with their thumbs upbecause it’s a choice of bread or transport, thank you. To the fathers who bore through the depths of their shadowswhen their spirits are not forthcoming, thank you. To...

Vertigo by Bernadette Richards

[tabby title="Poem"] Fever burns within a young heartThe melancholy of standing lowThe treachery of forgoing hanging upside down on a jungle gymSometimes vertigo is the only way to go Another crease upon a brow unmoved by your tomorrowsThe maître d...

Ladybug by Bernadette Richards

[tabby title="Poem"] Straddling different worlds,she feels the mysterious tug of urgencies too acute to dispense withOver years she’ll repress and camouflage to keep things as they seemAve Maria,her fingerprints float in jeopardy within a choppy slipstream The needs of the...

The Tiger-Bee by Bernadette Richards

[tabby title="Poem"] With his love of mythical spellsAnd a proclivity towards clapperless bellsThe quirky little cub drives his mother slightly battyOn insisting that his destinyis to become a dancing Tiger-Bee Even when his friends state there is no such creatureHe...