EMPTY

featured in the poetry forum February 24, 2015  :: 0 comments

Tonight
Shed a tear
Over you
couldn’t figure
When
why
What
triggered
Mine I heard
Was said
Empty
Quiet
Empty
Void
Empty
Hollow
where the heart
Would lie
How
Could I feel
Cheek crawling tears
For a moment
Uneasy
Who knew
I too
Were human
God knows
When
I fell
In love

– Mahabba Alhaushabi

editors note:

Irony in romance; absence makes the heart grow empty. – mh

The Nocturnal Habits of Rocks

featured in the poetry forum February 22, 2015  :: 0 comments

If rocks are
nocturnal creatures,
as I suspect,
wouldn’t I have seen
them drag-rolling
down the strip?
Or spray painting
new faces
on their cousin
the brick?
Or launching themselves
through plate glass windows
after having had
too much to drink?
Or peeing
in mailboxes,
yelling out,
“Special Delivery!” ?

So, having witnessed
none of this,
I can only assume that
they’re too slick
for us humans
to view their
night time habits,
just like screaming trees.

– Scott Wozniak

editors note:

I have seen a stone’s throw, but that was in broad daylight. – mh