Poem of the Day
Study of Children
By Asha Futterman
did you know
that you all work for me?
I asked them as a joke
Poetry: A-C
Sunday Morning with the Sensational Nightingales
By Billy Collins
God bless their children and their powder-blue suits.
Tension
By Billy Collins
Suddenly, you were planting some yellow petunias
outside in the garden,
The Butterfly Effect
By Billy Collins
The one resting now on a plant stem
somewhere deep in the vine-hung
interior of South America
The Games
By Billy Collins
Two muscle men stand face to face
in a large field and begin an Olympic insult contest.
The sky is blue and gold like a Swedish flag
Workshop
By Billy Collins
In fact, I start to wonder if what we have now
is really two poems, or three, or four,
or possibly none.
As Boats, Over That Darkness
By Martha Collins
The underboat is upside down, blurred, like a reflection.
The reflection of a bridge that isn’t there.
As If You Had Promised
By Martha Collins
to be the water that rocks
the boat to dreams
that tell the poor
Pinks
By Martha Collins
If you wanted flesh you had to wait
till second grade, for the box
of 64. Until then you outlined us
10-4-69
By Jack Collom
hello is my laundry ready
11-23-69
By Jack Collom
time is an enemy
thick air
a pigeon writes