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small scarlet secrets


the chambers of our hearts
hold small scarlet secrets
like a rose garden blooming
under the summer sun

© 2017, Jamie Dedes


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god’s of our making, a poem … and your Wednesday Writing Prompt


we have need of gods
an ancient irony
like blood that needs heat
to sweat out the mysteries
to rage in revenge
to reconcile sacrifice
to repel condemnation
to simmer our gratitude
for the many wonders
as misunderstood
as all the horrors

relieve us we pray
in our righteous moments
from the sins of others
their guns, their bombs
their swords of hate
lives and livelihoods cut short
in genocides renamed –
semantics play large
in wars of loathing and
vile justifications

relieve us we pray
from children killing children
from executions in the street
from brothers killing brothers
from sisters unleashed
like the dogs of war
like a belly full of cancer
like an aorta swelling

our gods cry ‘havoc’
in traps set by rulers
by teachers at schools
and in places of worship
by parents at dinner table

our legs immobilized
like wolves ensnared, we chew off our feet
attempts at freedom cripple and break us

and everywhere
mouthing lies
groaning in denial
bowing to gutter rats
scraping to vultures
the false gods of our making

© 2012, poem, Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved 

WEDNESDAY WRITING PROMPT

How is it, why is it, when is it that we bow to gutter rates, scrap before vultures, worship gods made in our own feeble image?  If you feel comfortable, share you poem in the comments section below or via a link. All work shared on theme will be published here next Tuesday. You are welcome – encouraged – to participate no matter the status of your career: beginner, emerging or pro. You have until Monday evening at 8:30 PST to respond.


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a pinch of here, a dash of there, a full-cup of fancy – a poem


write me long stories founded
on deranged times, mad men
and tough women, on loves lost
or unrequited, filled with agony

tell me tales with elms and oaks,
acorn promises and lively crocus
birthing new hope at springtime

spin long on victories weighty and
igneous as aged volcanic spew,
as stirring as a mother’s love

weave in the thrills of sharp minds,
other climes, indulgent feasts, and
cultured lives of purple privilege

take me on trips that spark tears
and joy like sunlight off ocean waves,
season with a wee pinch of here,
a dash of there, a full-cup of fancy

© 2017, Jamie Dedes


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Not in a Movie, a poem by Aprilia Zank


I saw Death

with my own eyes

not in a movie

not in a poem

not in Wagner’s “Tristan und Isolde”

but in my own flesh and blood

and although I still go

to the supermarket

to the butcher’s

to the doctor’s to check

my blood pressure

the sugar in my blood

the neurons in my brain

although I drink my glass of red wine every evening

although I reach the climax when I copulate

I know IT is there

in the back of my head

and I shout to you out there

to send me prayers

good vibes

positive thoughts

but all I hear is

the echo of my own words

filling your mouths

when you shout back

and beg for mercy

and all I can do is

show you my bare hands

and give them to you

to read your own story

in the lines of my palms.

© 2017, Aprilia Zank 


DR. APRILIA ZANK is a lecturer for Creative Writing and Translation in the Department of Languages and Communication at the Ludwig Maximilian University of Munich, Germany, where she received her PhD degree in Literature and Psycholinguistics for her thesis THE WORD IN THE WORD Literary Text Reception and Linguistic Relativity.

Aprilia is also a poet, a translator and the editor of two anthologies: the English–German anthology poetry tREnD Eine englisch-deutsche Anthologie zeitgenössischer Lyrik, LIT Verlag, Berlin, 2010, and the anthology POETS IN PERSON at the Glassblower (Indigo Dream Publishing, April, 2014). She writes verse in English and German, and was awarded a distinction at the “Vera Piller” Poetry Contest in Zurich. Her poetry collection, TERMINUS ARCADIA, was 2nd Place Winner at the Twowolvz Press Poetry Chapbook Contest 2013. Aprilia Zank is also a passionate photographer: many of her images are prize-winners and several have been selected for poetry book covers.


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