The Poetry of Emotion
An old friend calls himOut of the blue,He can’t rememberThe last timeThat they spoke,His friend isPacking up his thingsAnd moving out,Going through A separation And getting readyFor a divorceAnd whatever comes next,He tells hisFriend that He feels his painAnd that he’s Really sorryBut the main thingThat he wantsHis friend to knowIs that things Are going... Continue Reading →
We waited so long for warmthexpecting the summer to feel like an enveloping hug thawing our winter hearts.But instead we are punisheda scorching blaze of hatredmelting our last hope. About the poet: Esther Hutchins is a writer and 1st grade teacher who lived in rural Iowa with her husband, son, and many fur babies.
of the dark began on a winter eveningat the age of eight in Queens when I walked downthe creaky wooden stairsof my childhood hometo the kitchen for an apple. When I looked to the snow-filled yard,under the full moon,my eyes caught a clown-like figure. With onyx dots for eyes,a woolen mask was slipped over his... Continue Reading →
Every night her image arrived in the old man’s mind, like a rose wafting sweet perfumed memories into the air, the petal of each rose was unraveling as it drifted down the simpering corridors of time. Each thought was driven into the void with an eerie echo alongside the thorns that were piercing his heart.... Continue Reading →
The golden dust of the sad moon,Sifts musical notes all around,I listen to this simple tune,Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound.White angels play the violin,The yellow birds sing a new song,The party’s on, the fun begins,Red flowers smiling, come along.Blue butterflies dancing with me,Old stars come down to kiss the earth,New silver bells ring… Victory!Snowdrops... Continue Reading →
Trees, gun-metal dark,creak and moan.Mice scurry through the underbrush.There’s a hoot owl in their heavenand it promises to wreak hell. All is unhinged when the sun goes down.Long-held opinions dissipate in shadow.There’s no more bird song.Air fills with bat squeak instead.Hunger pushes some creatures into the open.Predators are unharnessed somewhere above.They peer down from upper... Continue Reading →
I hope this poemfinds you well but catches you off guard.You thought I had forgottenthe pressure of living under your thumbjumping at shadows.I hope this poem finds you well but reminds you I left.You thought I was running from myselfall my perceived sins but I was running from you.I hope this poem finds you wellbut... Continue Reading →
How I moved away from the body on the ledge,When I had wanted to do nothing more than perch beside it—As I had vowed to do—Is the story of my transformation. On a road I saw her take,I had followed.Whatever was to be her destinyWas going to be mine, too.Whatever was waiting on the other... Continue Reading →
Red flowersweaved in your beautiful hair,spread delicate perfume,white butterflies like your souldance at the song of cardinals,your eyes betraythe sadness of your heart;old painful memories,lost dreams,forgotten tears,a burned candle of the lost lovebut;Spring is here,hopes are reborn,true love never dies,remains forever alivelike a holy sealdeep inside us. Photo by Anne-sophie Parent on Pexels.com About the... Continue Reading →
The abandoned car stood on the waste ground,rusting away, doors hanging off, leather seats ripped.The children played there on warm summer daysbut I was not allowed.The place was dangerousand the children were rough.It was the first time I had ever been in a car.I sat behind the wheel to drive it makingengine noises like a... Continue Reading →
Ephemeral Elegies 