Tag Archives: Canadian poetry

Poetry Corner: “Woes of the protesting Protestant grave searcher

Woes of the protesting Protestant grave searcher Journey to find father cremated in 64soon lostamongst 14,867 interned Catholicssome snickering avenging certain historical lossesa gateand the wrong cometary obfuscate the search Robert K. Stephen

Poetry Corner: “The Job Interview”

The Job Interview Yelps and barks of circus sealstenuously balancing sparkling ballsadequatelybutnot dangerously ostentatiousdon’t ruffle the placid masteryour audiencebut thendon’t underplayeven thoughregulations and conventionsdictate a certain humilitystatutory interpretation on the trapeze actthe tumble can be wickedreturn to delaying promises and optionsprudently promisedoptionally falsefor the survival of the dream bureaucracydepends on that illusionand the salaries ofContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “The Job Interview””

Poetry Corner: “The Orange Toad and the little man with a funny moustache”

The Orange Toad and the little man with the funny moustache Both started with election winsOne succeeded with a coup while the Orange Toad lost an election and called foulbut desperately summoned his militia to overpower democracyBoth had their goon militia to beat, intimidate and threatenBoth created phantasmagorical enemies to rally their massesThrough social chaosContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “The Orange Toad and the little man with a funny moustache””

Poetry Corner: “Too many apples and grapes later”

Too many apples and grapes later A gaspthunderous deafening roarburning acrid gashot molten lavaslides down the precipice A sigh like the spring windand the disaster is sucked down into the bowels of the earth onlythe warm human smell remains Robert K. Stephen

Poetry Corner: Mama Bravo strikes again or how not to love Boeing Super Max!

Mama Bravo strikes again or how not to love Boeing Super Max Laughing gaily they take their seatsout of the hostile freeze into the cheap tequila and sun of Mexicothe plane hurtles down the runwaypassengers waiting for those free holiday cocktails BUTLURCHsnap, crackle and poplike steel rice Krispies No time for screamsWhat’s left of theContinue reading “Poetry Corner: Mama Bravo strikes again or how not to love Boeing Super Max!”