Category Archives: Poetry

The People Ask

Posted on February 23, 2016 by vb guenther

Discontent bubbles up from country clubs community centers corner bars. The people are rebelling. What happened to character? They ask. Honesty? Straight talk? Common decency? They’re tired of trash-talking slander false accusations. They seek a sincere dedicated wise experienced leader. … Continue reading →

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Mirage

Posted on February 16, 2016 by vb guenther

(A haibun inspired by the quote: “At every moment of our lives, we all have one foot in a fairy tale and the other in the abyss.” Paulo Coelho.)   A sea of sand as far as I can see. … Continue reading →

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The Craftsman’s Hinge

Posted on January 28, 2016 by vb guenther

The iron hinge is shaped like a butterfly wing. It holds the door in place and does not squeak. (Written for dVerse Meeting the Bar. Imagism: “Direct treatment of the “thing” whether subjective or objective; …use absolutely no word that … Continue reading →

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Jonas

Posted on January 20, 2016 by vb guenther

Buds on magnolia trees flaunt pink tips and lush bodies anxious to shed their cold-weather skins. Crocus and daffodil leaves stand tall to decorate their earthen comforters and shelter adolescent blooms. All will wither and die as winter snows dance … Continue reading →

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The Ideal Candidate (An Ovillejo)

Posted on January 15, 2016 by vb guenther

I came because you have a need I came to lead. I came because you need a hand Oh Motherland. I came because you are laid bare in your despair. I came because I truly care. I came to blow … Continue reading →

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View From a Park Bench

Posted on January 8, 2016 by vb guenther

The ancient sycamore spreads above my head. The branches on one side stretch far from the trunk. They grow up and out seek new horizons respect the guidance of the past. On the other side the tree’s limbs are stunted … Continue reading →

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“I Am The Vessel That Stands Watch”

Posted on November 12, 2015 by vb guenther

I am the vessel that stands watch as confiscated olives pour from carefully concealed clay casks and spread across the airport floor. I am the vessel that stands watch while green flesh blends with dull red hearts and random bits … Continue reading →

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“Distrust”

Posted on October 30, 2015 by vb guenther

The street crowd clapped their hands and stomped their feet as a man in a gray hoodie threw a jab a right cross an uppercut a hook at a non-existent opponent. A passing patrolman judged the man and the crowd … Continue reading →

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“Frozen Dreams”

Posted on September 2, 2015 by vb guenther

The wild winds of January spiraled o’er the gray bay stole its mist, its frigid waters absorbed its basest core. The wintery gusts iced purloined beads exhaled on sailing ships left sleet in cracks and crevices of cobblestones and bricks. … Continue reading →

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“Let There Be Light….”

Posted on June 25, 2015 by vb guenther

Heat. Firebolt hot. Heat. Light. Thunderstroke bright. Light. Crackle. Sizzle. Pop. Dark. Octopi ink. Dark. Bang. Curtain dropped. Bang. Death. Ancient father covered eyes. Heroic mother pried them open. Sky sequins sparkled. Shadows sheltered. Solitary sentinels saw. Death. Day breaks. … Continue reading →

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