MARCH POETS

March 1, 2012 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Prime Time Guy

By

Fiona Pearse

 

From the side of his mouth

Comes a cartoon slipstream

Animated history

With moronic overtones

 

But to those who have noticed

The prime time guy

With the square-jawed Hi

Has a serious soul

 

It’s the distances that bother him

Standing in the middle

Of American Pie

Playing a mirror’s role

 

Pulling in the corners

Showing each the other’s

Prejudice colors

Like flags, home grown

 

Oh, he is celebrated

For his comic timing

But the air is polarizing

Outside the T.V. zone

 

And disparity is deepening

As he seeks reaction

To subversive attractions

Once the anchor man goes home

 

 

 

 

Sifting For Gold

By

Fiona Pearse

 

I’m circling this black box

Whose shape is still unknown

Adding in, taking out

 

I’m looking for the face

To fill the sculptors square

I know it’s in there hiding

But there is nowhere to hide

 

I chip away to reach it

Within the lions layer

Pacing patiently

And when it pounces

 

I shall say eureka

Because the piece will fit

The puzzle will be solved

And I can rest at last

 

But until then I sift the shale

And wait to see gold

On my large white writing pad

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13 Comments

  1. Selma March 29, at 05:16

    Hi Michael, your poems were excellent. The power of the 'Eve factor' can't be denied. Very well said!

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    • Michael April 25, at 12:00

      Hello Selma,Thanks for appreciating my Poem.

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  2. Selma March 29, at 05:14

    Hi Robert, beautiful, beautiful imagery - "blues plunging into viridian" - WOW. I love that. Bravo!

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  3. Selma March 29, at 05:11

    Hi John, 'Escapes From The Ordinary' really stood out for me. I like everyday life as subject matter. You can do so much with it. The image of the milk being poured down the drain is a striking one!

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  4. Selma March 29, at 05:06

    Hi A.J. You've got some FAB images in your poems. I love -"Throw a wish to the wind.And I will save itin a can."as well as -"A hand I have never met snaps a shutter against the moon." Brilliant!

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  5. Selma March 29, at 05:03

    HI Teresa, I particularly like your poem 'Winds' - it is very powerful. Thank you.

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  6. Selma March 29, at 04:58

    Hi Fiona, Just wanted to say I enjoyed both of your poems very much. I can relate to 'Sifting For Gold' a lot. Your final stanza is so apt.

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  7. Selma March 29, at 03:15

    Hi Ian, your depiction of the enduring story of Pierrot and Columbine was quite moving. It tugged at my heart that he was broken and that no one had pity for him. A tale of woe, indeed.

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  8. Selma March 29, at 02:36

    Hi Liam, I really liked your poems, in particular 'This Town.' The rhythm of it made it read like a song. I can relate to the line: " She asked how we’re going to get out of here," Oh yeah!

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  9. Selma March 29, at 02:04

    Hi Ilona, just wanted to say I thought both of your poems were excellent. There is a bleak kind of beauty contained in both of them. The one about the fisherman really got to me. I was greatly affected in an emotional sense by the oil spill in the Gulf. I don't think I'll ever get over it. Thank you for your profound images.

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    • Ilona Martonfi August 31, at 21:39

      Hi Selma, thank you for the kind words. Hope your summer was great. Cheers, Ilona

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  10. eleanor shannon March 24, at 17:48

    Prmtime Guy and Sifting for Gold are two of the most beautiful and interesting poems I have read in a long time.

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  11. Kay March 05, at 12:23

    Beautiful poems. The March showcase is full of life and I love Michael's mood of capturing beauty in a dancing array of peace.

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