Monday, October 21, 2024

Four Micropoems by Nolcha Fox

Frosted
I fill in what I cannot see
with my dark imagination.
Back light lets me guess the tale
behind your hidden features.
If only I could see you whole,
I’d probably be quite bored.
Daylight takes the mystery,
and leaves the moles
and pimples.
***

Mona Lisa
She sits so still and watches all
the people in the room.
Some distracted, some agog
at her eternal beauty.
She is preserved with gas
and glass to keep her ever lovely.
Her smile is no mystery.
She knows it’s almost closing.
***

That Second One
Of all the boats lined up to float
upon the tiny river,
I’d love that second one 
to let me bob in end of summer.
Soon the winds will blow, and all
the boats will drift to cover.
They’ll reappear when spring
begins parades of boats
through water.
***

Follow the Trail
If you want me, 
follow the mascara tears,
pumps filled with 
blisters and calluses,
fake diamond rings, 
cheap drugstore perfume,
and a misplaced wallet.
Do you like what you see
when I’m ordinary me?
***
© Nolcha Fox 
Buffalo, WY, USA
nolchafox@yahoo.com



Nolcha Fox’s poems have been curated in print and online journals. Her poetry books are available on Amazon and Dancing Girl Press. Nominee for 2023 and 2025 Best of The Net, 2024 Best of the Net Anthology. Nominee for a 2023 Pushcart Prize. Visual Editor for Chewers by Masticadores.
Website: https://nolchafox2.wixsite.com/nolcha-s-written-wor/blog 
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Medium: @nolchafox_14571

Three Micropoems by Maria Teresa Liuzzo


On the Open Eyelashes Shadow
Fire flies into the blood go of a distant time.
Your words lying at my thoughts top I hear
It’s you to cover me making me dawn.

Sink the Emotion 
In the boiling blood, more than the must  
Less raw than the life blood 
But if you caress me like a daisy 
investigating petal by petal  
his yellow ochre heart to be reached 
staring me in the lilac tattoo of the violet  
I still undo my shadow dress 
come into me, don’t disappoint the wait

If You're Poetry 
My secret lover 
Reach me in breeze or fire 
In calm never 
Let love be between torment and ecstasy  
Let it be hug between waiting and arrival
What a sweeter embrace 
than in hope,  
never again hoped 
my love?

© Maria Teresa Liuzzo
Italy 
anto.d.2015@gmail.com

Sunday, September 29, 2024

Two Micropoems by Eva Petropoulou Lianou


Strange Days

Strange days
Strange behaviour
People are not going to correct direction
Like birds or whales
They lost their orientation
They are killing eachother
THey are jealous
They don't want the best of the neighbor
Earth is tired of humans.

War

The first word
Babies said before they walk in
Palestine
Shame to this humanity
How can you be happy
When in the other side
THey are sacrifing babies
Thousands babies
Pray for the souls of the innocents.

© Eva Petropoulou Lianou
Athens, Greece 
eviepara@yahoo.fr

Saturday, August 31, 2024

Two Micropoems by Nishat Jabeen

Eclipse

A thin line of eclipse
An impressive speck
Or a complete skew
This is how it threatens
My half-dozed mind
Shall ponder over
On the looming large rumination
Intertwines mind and heart
With a stark contrast
Let the battle decide
Whether the shadow fades or truth abides.

Alert!!

I wish
Our promises 
Should have a track 
Of long-lasting bring-off
Our shabby desires
In the backwoods of mind
Often goes off-track
Yet our senses
Call aloud
For a sense of self 
Altering...
Be serious!

© Nishat Jabeen
All Rights Reserved


Nishat Jabeen is an Indian poet. At present she works and lives in the heart of Saudi Arabia, Riyadh. She is a language teacher. Apart from English poetry she is an acclaimed urdu poet. She works as Admin in three poetry groups namely Konect E-Zine, Zoq e shayeri and Urdu Adab ki duniya. She has authored two English Poetry books i. e. Cicatrix and Micro Beads. Her writing is centered around the metaphysical realm yet she admires each piece poetry from another genre as well. She is an accomplished writer as she has been published in both national and international anthologies all across the globe.

Wednesday, August 28, 2024

Coffee With You and Four Other Micropoems by Dr. Shailesh Gupta Veer


Spreading 
---------------------------------
Storm in the mind
Downpour in the heart
Lightning in the brain
I'm swimming in the air
Spreading rays of love around me!

Coffee With You 
---------------------------------
Completely refreshed
Too much agility
Moments of joy
Worriless from the world
A cup of coffee with you!

Paradise 
---------------------------------
Yesterday meeting
Today shopping
Tomorrow sightseeing
Each moment with you
Feel! I'm in paradise!

Because 
---------------------------------
I am flying
I capture the wind
I create words and rhythm
from the breeze
You know...how?
Because
You're with me!!!

Never Leave Me 
---------------------------------
When you say,
"You're a genius."
I touch the sky!

When you say,
"You deserve it."
It seems that
The universe is in my fist!

Promise dear
Will never leave me!!

© Dr. Shailesh Gupta Veer
(Editor : Micropoetry Cosmos)
Fatehpur, UP, India 
Email: editorsgveer@gmail.com

Friday, July 26, 2024

My Seamstress, Mother of Mine, a Micropoem by Alessandro Russo

You smile at your thoughts
when they bare come,
you fit their figure
and define the garment
that most suits them,
sewing words
that can tell them
without stiffening,
without constraining them
to rise on tiptoe
to lenghten
some short reason.

Alessandro Russo was born in Castellammare di Stabia (Naples - Italy). He is the author of several books of poetry and has been awarded many national and international poetry awards.

[Prepared by Angela Kosta, Executive Director of MIRIADE Magazine, Academic, journalist, writer, poet, essayist, literary critic, editor, translator]

Saturday, July 13, 2024

Rare Flower, a Micropoem by Angela Kosta


Lost
In vain I searched for a flower 
That it had your sweet scent
I came back empty-handed 
And while I've seen you sleep 
Spellbound
I understood that nothing and no one 
Not even a rare flower
It would compare to your beauty 
to your irresistible freshness

©️ Angela Kosta
Albania & Italy

Four Micropoems by Nolcha Fox

Frosted I fill in what I cannot see with my dark imagination. Back light lets me guess the tale behind your hidden features. If only I could...