“WOUNDS OF PHOSPHOR”

Wounds of phosphor, wounds ofred jam smears.Swords of golden crosses, swords ofbroken seashells.Words of wrecked teeth, words ofvelvet serpents.Gears of clocks, gears of offshorecannonade that blow holes in bodies, makes wounds of phosphor,wounds ofred jam smears. -- John Tustin’s poetry has appeared in many disparate literary journals since 2009. fritzware.com/johntustinpoetry contains links to his published poetry online.

“PRAYER”

Somewhere across the great plains of the world,an antelope is galloping away.He runs, and has been running for all time;and many a predator has tried its handat landing claws in that elusive hide.They seem to pass straight through and meet in prayer,the paws that clap together in his wake.Those killers are reduced to cats, brought … Continue reading “PRAYER”