90&9 - Ibid

Eating & Greeting: Poetry to Ponder

Fri, 02 Mar 2007 16:51:46 -0500

March 5, 2007

By Lesley-Anne Evans

My Daily Bread

I donned my apron,

floured the pan,

A Tribute to My Mom: Connie F. Penepent, 1923-2002

Fri, 05 Jan 2007 17:03:07 -0500

January 8, 2007

By David R. Penepent

Your gentle guidance has immeasurably influenced

all that I have done, all that I do, and all that I will ever do.

Spirit of the Light

Fri, 15 Dec 2006 17:45:32 -0500

By Odigene Joseph Jr.

December 18, 2006

Step one. I struggle now as the weight of my hardship presses against my back;

Fighting to Grow

Sat, 04 Nov 2006 20:54:26 -0500

By Jennifer Davidson

I find myself inside this chrysalis

struggling against these chords

I’ve spun around me

To The Girl Who

Fri, 06 Oct 2006 17:37:17 -0400

Lost With A Map

Sun, 09 Jul 2006 12:23:59 -0400

By Joshua Roscoe

I search without a guide
For the lost treasure known as peace
I wander from home to hotel as I travel
My endless Journey

I find some wayside vendor
A peddler of wares not fulfilling
Yet I buy them with the illusion of happiness

Childlike Wonder: Two Poems

Sun, 11 Jun 2006 12:22:27 -0400

Child’s Thoughts
I am too young to know this
My bed is a floor
I eat whatever I can find
My face stays dirty
My clothes stay soiled
Nothing is shielded from entering my mind
I see everything but love
My life is over before it starts
Sad story
Who cares?
Nobody

The Thoughts of A Patient Man

Mon, 08 May 2006 12:20:33 -0400

By Joshua Roscoe

Even as I wait I wonder

Hopes, dreams, and fears all equally thrown to the realm asunder

The mountains that burst are contained

While the waves that destroy are made calm

Sin and Saints

Mon, 17 Apr 2006 12:19:21 -0400

By Micah Wisdom

Blindness

She supplies my wants
She fulfills my desires
She leaves me satisfied for a moment
She leaves me empty forever after
She’s appealing on the outside
I’m afraid to look any deeper
Because I know that she is full of darkness
I’m aware this will come to nothing good
But that doesn’t stop me
Temporary pleasure in exchange for a life of pain
Such a terrible deal
Why do I make it again and again?

Epilogue, About the House, 23 by W.H. Auden

Mon, 03 Apr 2006 12:15:43 -0400

Reviewed by Warren Hershberger and Ibid
April 3, 2006

Time has taught you
how much inspiration
your vices brought you,
what imagination
can owe temptation
yielded to,
that many a fine
expressive line
would not have existed,
had you resisted:
as a poet, you
know this is true,
and though in Kirk
you sometimes pray
to feel contrite,
it doesn’t work.
Felix Culpa, you say:
perhaps you’re right.

Ladder of My Life

Mon, 20 Mar 2006 11:14:06 -0500

By Joshua Roscoe

Far from reach is the goal I seek
A summitless mountain with happiness alluding from its lofty peak
A key with wings to unlock the secret of satisfaction

It Isn't Me

Mon, 06 Mar 2006 11:13:02 -0500

By Maya Davis

It’s not about my burdens
It’s not about my fears
It’s not about where I stand or that I fall.

Always the Undercurrent

Mon, 19 Dec 2005 11:12:19 -0500

By Alicia Becton

While I could ascribe all the qualities You have in a song,
I want to worship You in my way.
You may be Saviour of the world,
but that seems too big to meet my need for today.

X-raying Myself: Two Poems

Tue, 25 Oct 2005 12:10:26 -0400

By David Bunch

Untitled

ella with her pierced navel is
just as much fun as
frank with his flip flops
and
rick with his tattoo is
just as funny as
ganene with her toe ring
and
ross with his long hair is
just as nice as
cole with his cargos
and
brennan with his bong breath is
just as ready for redemption as

Today; The Mask

Mon, 19 Sep 2005 12:09:23 -0400

By Micah Wisdom

Today
Today was questioning Yesterday
Examining its faults and problems
Wanting to pass what it learned to Tomorrow
You can imagine the surprise of Today
To hear Yesterday say
“My biggest mistake was exhausting my 24-
Dwelling on what went wrong the day before”