Maria DePaul – 2 poems

Easy Shot

 

My closet is not that deep.

It’s only made of glass.

 

You can see my heart on the shelf,

Beating unprotected.

 

The glass is not bullet proof.

It’s easily pierced upon setting crosshairs.

 

I’ve tried many reinforcements,

But snipers hit it again.

 

The heart stops briefly, gets bored, then

Beats through its many injuries.

 

The snipers laugh from their blind,

High fiving each other.

 

They have postponed the circular firing squad

For one more day.

 

The squad is forming, but I don’t get

Invited because I am just practice.

 

Just as well since I have lousy aim.

My heart just isn’t in the battle.

 

πŸƒ

 

Our Place and Theirs

 

Time and space

Are just words,

Meaningless precepts in

Our attempts to explain

Forces and dimensions

Across the multiverse

When we are just trying

To learn our place in it.

 

The truth is that we are

Travelers in time and space

Moving about at every

Moment in our lives

To the next moment

And the next place

Until it finally ends,

And we all fall part

In death and decay.

 

But maybe there’s a hope

That as our sun supernovas,

Scattering our atoms across

The universe, that

Our tears and our sweat

Will assemble again

To form the tears and

The sweat of other beings

Born of other stars.

 

Though they may

Never know on

Any conscious level

What happened to

Make us cry and perspire,

Even though they

May never have

The chance to learn

From our mistakes,

Hopefully somehow

They may take comfort,

Managing to benefit.

 

Maybe somehow

Our tears and sweat,

By becoming theirs,

Will help them find

Their space as they spend

Their time in the multiverse.

 

πŸƒ

 

Maria DePaul is a writer based in Washington, DC, whose work has been featured in many publications, most recently 50 Haikus, Poetry Quarterly, Three Line Poetry and “Nine Lives: a Life in 10 Minutes Anthology.”

Siobhan Atkins – 3 poems

LESS THAN

In mathematics we are taught
the symbol < is easily remembered
for the letter “L” it resembles
Less than

Already thick wet vipers of doubt
have leapt from the tree to confront you
hissing unkindness directly below your temple
< good < capable < enough

And what of the opposing symbol
how should we recall it?
Here, employ no mnemonic or clever rhyme
just remember you are > ALL
connected by golden threads above
and snail silver below
the disembodied envy you
you are alive, you are electric
you are greater than you know
Remember this.

πŸƒ

I liked kissing best

Messing about with your mouth
I’d try lifting your lip and crashing my teeth on yours
To see the sparks
And break the illusion
That we were not the same person

Later you’d enjoy taking photos on your phone
Funny candid shots
Me relaxing with my belly
Or with my legs too far apart
That’s when I hid myself
We were two persons after all.

πŸƒ

A Haiku

Milk, the first kindness
Some potent promise until
the last kindness, death.

πŸƒ

Siobhan Atkins lives in the Sperrins in Northern Ireland with two boys, two goats, two dogs and a scattering of hens. Her passion is poetry and conservation, however Elvis and Sci-Fi are also rated highly. She has featured asemic pieces here bnw-mag.blogspot.co.uk/2017/07/siobhan-elvis-atkins-five-asemic-pieces.html and poetry here thebear-review.com/siobhan-atkins among other published work.

Welcome to Bindweed Magazine Issue 8: Laplove

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Spring is on the horizon! Here at Bindweed, our lateral roots have survived the shortest days and (hopefully) coldest nights. Of course, that’s for us folks in the Northern Hemisphere: our fellow Bindweed contributors and readers in Southern climates may well be enjoying a good bloom in the sunshine as I write this.

Issue 8 will run its publication schedule across February, March and April 2018. To reflect the change of seasons ahead, this issue is called ‘Laplove’, another common nickname for convolvulus arvensis. With that in mind, here at Bindweed, we’re hoping that Groundhog Day will pass without a shadow, we wish everyone a Happy Valentine’s Day and look forward to spring just around the corner.

Enjoy!

Leilanie and JosephπŸƒ