Six cherita by ed markowski
private schools, credit cards,a priviledged past
everytime she doesa lineher eyes close_________
on the wallof my cell
a calendar"compliments ofthe rotary club
september 11, 2007
he's still loose& he's still president
here in this yardthe apple tree she planted before she leftis heavy with fruit
august 8th, yellow moon above the ferris wheel
midgets on stiltswobble down the midway
in a tentbehind the house of mirrorsthe fat lady insults a fat lady
walking home from the factory
two empty bottles onher porch steps
a brand & stylei'llnever afford
snow choked roads & another footto fall by dusk on a pure white dayin a black wool cape, my ex shows upto borrow a space heater
Copyright © 2007 ed markowski
Three cherita by andrew riutta
a leaning woodshedand bumpy driveway.
Come midnight,beads of dew shinelike miniature porch lights.
two dogsa wife and kid
how comicalto see a grown mancount on his fingers
A choral renditionof Adagio For Strings.
To start all over,all one needsis nothing.
Copyright © 2007 andrew riutta
Two cherita by Denis M. Garrison
first published inThe Brink at Logan Pond (Modern English Tanka Press, Baltimore, Maryland. 2005).
the cat's spot by the hearth, empty
leftover wanted posters curland darken in the flames
our old collie sniffs the spot,turns to look me in the eye,then gazes out the front window
finally, I can hear the forest silence
pounding pulse in my ears has subsidedand my breath now merely drifts before me
my vision widens from its darkened tunneland the trees sharpen in focus and then . . .the snow-crunching footsteps begin
Copyright © 2007 Denis M. Garrison
Caught: a cherita by Mrs Jones
his key turns the lock
table for twosoft lights and Bublé
'due to bad weatherall international flightshave been terminated'
Copyright © 2007 Mrs Jones
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