THIS WEEK'S POETRY PUBLICATIONS

Modern Frustration

By: Josette Schneider

A long flicker of heat soars through a labyrinth of lush 

Carving erratic script into a world of brush

As the molten tail surges with no time to spare

The curious bird breathes a bitter, pungent air

Onlookers glance across the simmering sea

Skyscrapers waving steel hands at me. 

Frosted fingers signal to the breast of the tree

Soil shrouded with plastic crumbs of humanity. 

A checkered ball rests on the green path of youth

Awoken to see the grave rubble of truth

The former dandelion bed 

Now topped with cement pillows and a streak of dark red  

Like the molten tail, the days fly by 

Begging inhabitants to bat a shy eye

The tired sphere goes on its daily churn

And in my safe nook, I toss and turn.