by Danny P. Barbare
At the End of the Mica Asphalt
Where the mica asphalt road ends
in the brush
clear water ebbs in the sandy,
muddy shore. Shiny bubbles
pop. Tree roots gnarl in
the open.
The navy blue water is
white capping near and far.
Bass boats
skim with a tiny hum. The
house on the hill is
surrounded by a grassy yard.
It’s a windy autumn day
as I wear my breaker, ruffling,
and my blue jeans seem thin.
The sun is a peaceful loneliness.
The woody
colors have their own certain quiet.
The Gazebo Alone
Winter quiet. Gazebo.
Two rusty soda machines.
Gray picnic tables and
benches. The wind passing
through. I think it is a
rainy day. Cold. Words like
nails in the boards,
latticework like poetry.
I have it all to myself, the
smell of woods. Poems like
shelter keeping me dry.
The love of nature, here
when I was in my alone.
Bootlooker
by Jack Dunnett
Danny P. Barbare resides in the Upstate of the Carolinas. His book, A Collection of Poems, is available through Barnes & Noble. His poetry has been published locally and abroad;most recently in Cantos, A New Ulster, Pennsylvania Literary Journal, and California Quarterly. His poetry has won the Jim Gitting’s Award and has been nominated for the Best of the Net by the Assisi Online Journal of the Arts & Letters.
Jack Dunnett is a mixed media painter who grew up in the Highlands of Scotland. He obtained his Bachelor of Arts in Painting from Gray’s School of Art in 2017. He currently lives and works in Glasgow.
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