‘Poetry’ Archives
The Silent Star of South Minneapolis
By BRAD TROM A winter sun hangs low and cold,Above the stories left untold.On Wednesday next, the news broke wide,With nowhere left for grief to hide.A daughter, mother, neighbor, friend—A life that met a reckless end.They governed for the camera’s lens,To satisfy their own amens.But sensational sparks leave ashes behind,And fear is a harvest of a bitter kind.In Minneapolis, the sirens cried,For Renee Nicole, who shouldn’t have died.A Promise in the FrostThe Governor speaks with a heavy heart,“They will not tear our homes apart.”Though headlines chase the conflict’s fire,The North Star State aims something higher.Not in the streets with stone and flame,But in the courts, they’ll speak her name.The Day of UnityOn Friday, when the air was still,A different force began to fillThe parks, the pews, the quiet halls—A grace that answers duty’s calls.A moment held in silence deep,For promises we mean to keep.A Hand Extended: Through acts of care.A Shared Breath: In the [...]
Space
By SHELIA BLAND The space where words cannot liveNot in speechNot in thoughtThe space where timeSlows downEven stopsWhere action seemsImpossibleWhere no possible action isEffectiveThe space unlocatable byMapSearch orAIWhere is this spaceWhere words cannot live Shelia Bland lives in Midtown Phillips. She has been writing most of her life to help herself understand the experiences and people in her shared world.
The Sky Is Falling
By SHELIA BLAND The sky is fallingA heart is breakingAlone in a crowdBetween ears emptinessCries in the nightTears falling from the heavens Where is this worldInside a twilight of griefWasteland of desire and wantA touchless world of longing Tunes of anxiety screech across ears All horror, all anxietyAll a prism of science fictionReligions of Religions Religions of objectivityReligions of scienceReligions of statisticsReligions of factsAll is religion—A belief in non-belief Longing to shatter the prison of individualism A prison of me, me, me— I, I, IWinner-take-allSurvival of the fittest Philosophy of annihilationism Dog eat dogFight to the finishOnly one left standing A climax of doom, gloom, and isolationThe real made fantastically unreal Screeching, screaming hollowness between earsOozing the slime of loneliness Transcendental isolation…The “I” as Godhead Shelia Bland lives in Midtown Phillips. She has been writing most of her life [...]
