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Showing posts with label Virgil. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Virgil. Show all posts

Sunday, September 21, 2025

SPECIAL SECRET

by g emil reutter



Posted by Mark Hamill at Bluesky



Whack-a-Mole

Jeff is still there

Throw everything against the wall

It doesn’t stick

Jeff is still there


Hammer and miss

Hammer and miss


Jeff is still there

Make crap up


Attack attack attack

Whack whack whack


Jeff is still there


What lurks in shadows

Of special secrets


Reality is creeping up

As these two creeped

Young girls.

The last one standing

Shall fall hard

And no matter how

He may try heaven is

Not calling

Virgil awaiting his arrival



g emil reutter is a writer of stories and poems. His latest release is Distance to Infinity, an anti-authoritarian poetry chapbook.

Sunday, February 21, 2021

SOME DAY, PERHAPS...

IT WILL HELP TO REMEMBER THESE TROUBLES AS WELL.*

by Bonnie Naradzay


*Aeneas to his men, after theirs is the only ship
  to survive a violent storm at sea near Carthage.

         
Friends, a study of The Black Death states the plague 
may have come from outer space. The Mars Rover 
landed in a dried up lake. Perseverance is transporting 
images home from the red planet. On earth, we learn 
that magnetic north and south may be flipping sides, 
an ominous event, according to weakening attractions 
and ancient iron shards stuck pointing the wrong way. 
In Galveston, medical workers asked for a refrigerated 
truck to store the dead bodies. Thousands of turtles 
stunned by the cold have gone to a convention center 
in the backs of station wagons. Ted Cruz got on the plane
in jeans but went the wrong way, or the optics were wrong.
Sweet Thames, and Virgil, flow gently while I end my song.


Bonnie Naradzay leads poetry workshops at a day shelter for homeless people and at a retirement center, both in Washington DC.  Recent poems are in AGNI, New Letters (Pushcart nomination), Kenyon Review Online, RHINO, Tar River Poetry, Tampa Review, Poet Lore, EPOCH, Northern Virginia Review, Anglican Theological Review, Seminary Ridge Review, and The Ekphrastic Review.