Category Archives: Prose Poem

Need an Angel?

These are tough times. Think of an angel walking with you through life. Below is a prose poem from Richard Allen Taylor’s  Armed and Luminous, his book that I recently reviewed for this blog. Snapshot of Hospital Patient Eating … Continue reading

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Prose Poem by Richard Allen Taylor

Questions for a Dying Moon Flower  by Richard Allen Taylor On the method of your dying, I am curious and need to know for my own sake: Do you die petal by petal, dropping languidly to the sidewalk, or do … Continue reading

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Haibun by Marilyn Ashbaugh

Luck and Chance She is sipping her morning coffee when a young woman, bloodied and barefoot comes stumbling up her driveway.  Neither knows the other’s language.   Afraid, she brings the woman inside and quickly ascertains that the young woman’s injuries require medical … Continue reading

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Prose Poem for The Holiday

The War News Dateline: Chicago 1944 Our flat over the tavern wasn’t large. As a four year old I slept on a day bed in the dining room. On the adjacent wall stood our Zenith floor model radio in its … Continue reading

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Haibun by Marilyn Fleming

To My Grandson If one dull summer day you should find yourself in a melancholy mood, go for a walk through the meadow until you spot a green flat blade of tall grass with a sharp edge, and place it taut … Continue reading

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Prose Poem by Mac Greene

A Writer’s Lament or Ten Years Among the Wordmongers                                                               … Continue reading

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Prose Poem by Mike Gallagher

The Clonmel Set Benny is subtle. Stray notes skip in and out of aural focus like fleeting shafts of light on a driven avenue. Only gradually do you become aware of a pattern as he moves off the lower register … Continue reading

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