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Reading Up on Passion~ By Robert L. Martin

6/1/2021

The dictionary said;
"A strong amorous feeling or desire."
I read what the word passion meant.

My lover at the heat of the moment said:
"Nothing."
The fire between us
burned up all the words.
The devil's scepter ignited the torch.
Words became charred fragments.
They came to me through my groin.
They sucked my reasoning out of me.
I was a rag doll enjoying the ride.
I was the devil's advocate
and a herald of the angels
all at the same time.
I twisted up passion and reasoning,
holy and diabolic,
and sifted it through my throbbing fingers.
I ran naked through the fields shouting,
"I'm on fire. How glorious is thy flame!"
I danced to a clap of thunder.
I frolicked in the heat
of a lightning bolt.
My insides came outside of me.
They led me to her creamy gates.
I plowed into her like a savage.
The beast in me talked to my spirit.
The wild grizzlies fled from me.
I exploded like a convulsive volcano.
I lay exhausted on the twisted bed.
Then I reverted back to the calm.
I learned how passion felt from her.

Author Bio:
Robert L. Martin wrote two poetry books called "Wings of Inspiration" and "Rhymes of the Joke Machine." He also wrote in many journals and anthology books.
He is also a pianist and the organist at First UMC of Wind Gap, PA. www.firstumcwg.org.

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I’m Sorry, Goodbye~ By Cora Taylor

6/1/2021

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My mother had a midlife crisis and bought a cello
My father had a midlife crisis and fucked a coworker
It’s a milestone, you know
It’s coming.
Death, however, does not send a Save the Date,
So what about when a parent dies?
When a parent dies you give something up.
Ready or not
You bury it with them

When my grandfather died, Dad buried drinking
He fell in with the sober crowd
In the church’s fluorescent meeting room.
When my mother’s dad died
Mom cremated giving a shit
She stormed out of work when she felt like it,
Tenure be damned,
To have a margarita and chips
At the Mexican spot down the road.

Whatever you’re carrying now
Know that it might be taken away
By someone else’s end

Author Bio:
Cora Taylor is a native Cincinnatian, camping enthusiast, and lover of free verse. She has no formal education in poetry, but many of her favorite poets didn't, either (some of her favorite poets, to be fair, are long-dead unpublished relatives). Cora finds inspiration in the glimmer in her dog's eye, and the way rosebushes have to be deadheaded in order to reach their height of beauty. She first began writing poetry as a coping mechanism as a bullied, anxious child, and she believes that poetry can be both a balm and a brand: one writes poetry to shout, but reads poetry to be soothed. Her favorite poems are those that sound like her grandmother's laugh, and those that make her mother roll her eyes. She hopes that her poems, for the reader, are like catching a glimpse of oneself in the mirror at a crowded bar, and feeling less alone.

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Held~ By Tia Paul-Louis

6/1/2021

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I wanna be held.
Not like a newborn, a ruby
or bouquet of daisies.

I wanna be held

till my skin falls like a curtain
of a theater that turns the crowd into
a circus. I wanna be held

as if my tongue’s joined my guts.
I wanna be held

till I sink and my flesh is sucked
in and rooted with the Oaks
which branches once

embraced my shadow.

Author Bio:
Tia Paul-Louis was born in Haiti then moved to Florida at age nine with her parents. She is the youngest of two daughters of a Methodist preacher and has one child. Through many years of battling foreign and old traditions, Paul-Louis finally found stability, comfort, freedom, and a voice through writing, mostly during her early college years in which she switched from a Biology to English/Creative Writing major. Though she first started with lyric and music compositions at age 11, she later felt a deeper connection to poetry and fiction. Inspired by poets such as Maya Angelou, Sylvia Plath, Edgar Allan Poe, Emily Dickinson and Langston Hughes, Paul-Louis continued with her writing which appeared in several literary magazines such as Ethos Literary Journal. Her themes portray family life, mental health, gender role controversies, and spiritual values. Apart from writing, she enjoys listening to various forms of music, singing, watching animated movies, photography, baking, exploring nature and other aspects of art.

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Reading Up on Passion~ By Robert L. Martin

I’m Sorry, Goodbye~ By Cora Taylor

Held~ By Tia Paul-Louis

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