A Poem Never Read

by Carl Scharwath My words  Composed and forgotten.  Created like A dewdrop  That vanishes  In the primordial   Morning   Sunshine.  Evolving into  The loudest silence  Never heard.   Carl Scharwath, has appeared globally with 150+ journals selecting his poetry, short stories, interviews, essays, plays or art photography (His photography was featured on the cover of 6… Continue reading A Poem Never Read

Limerence

by Carl Scharwath You are alone  I am ashamed  We walk among the lavender, wilting in the heat of our passion. Wisteria releases tears of dew drops on a lover’s pillow encased in short-lived memories. Tattered vulnerabilities, crushed velvet revelations filter through the flower field. This is the territory of asbestos laced pollen. The martyred… Continue reading Limerence

1959

by Carl Scharwath Two children plaster forms A decorum of  the 1950’s Embellishment, quietly grace The family road trip.   Baseball cards on the floor Gum under the seat A façade of happiness As billboards  swoop by.   Telephone wires, a dizzying array of surrealistic lines crossing the clouds and pointing the way. Last chance gas stations, diners with… Continue reading 1959

Necroontologic

Dead men speak from living maws, as cordyceps, rampant, affixing jaws. Gnashing flesh of self and kin, rending veins for phantom sin. Their funhouse mirror reflects no face, no eyes to chart the charnel waste. Yet, from the blind, keen cheers abound, libations for the hungry ground. As the last lichling tumbles in, a eulogy… Continue reading Necroontologic