Leather Dragon by Herb Kauderer

Leather Dragon Herb Kauderer Conjured of scales and hides from creatures long since dead he is never completely alive or completely himself. The longings and desires of those whose skin he wears flicker like an uncovered candle through his brain. When he is not…

The River of Stars By Kendall Evans

The River of Stars By Kendall Evans Shall we not depart The Courts of the Moon Abandon the Chambers of Nautilus? Follow these tracks to Old Phobos Station— Let your shuttles recline at Asteroid Oasis Preparing at last for Jupiter Transit Tomorrow we sail…

Star Greeting by Wendy S. Delmater

Star Greeting Wendy S. Demater The elven constellations are cataloged by scholars Some are named for objects—the Plow and the Bear. Some  are named for historical figures, Commemorating this elven scholar, that artisan, a well-loved king. All are elves gone on to the halls…

far from worship by Herb Kauderer

far from worship Herb Kauderer feathered serpent mired in steam rising from lush wet forest spined ferns reach twenty feet into sky daring you to land & vines clutch like the many handed tribes pull at you like ghosts of long murdered ancestors float,…

Djinn by Herb Kauderer

Djinn Herb Kauderer Control box of mystic switches unexplained lights wishful dials what sweet caress will fire your passion? What strange whispers will turn your head? I am your shepherd through the long journey between stars and when you finally wake from ancient slumber…

Stonehenge by Herb Kauderer

Stonehenge Herb Kauderer Phenomenon: An unaccountable occurrence. It was cold and sunny at Stonehenge. Herded 100 feet away by rope-bound rubber paths we shuffled with the crowd while clouds moved in and covered the sun. Rain spattered stones and wet the green lichen that…

Through the Ages by Herb Kauderer

Through the Ages Herb Kauderer The Pythia at Delphi  observed in passing that poets touch people  with their words  but do so  without understanding  what those words mean. The poets do not understand the people either, yet their touch means so much that people seek…

Dryad by Herb Kauderer

Dryad Herb Kauderer tree limbs wildly flail human eyes are distracted wood nymph sneaks away                             First appeared in 50 Haikus #9 March 2016

Phlegethon by Herb Kauderer

Phlegethon Herb Kauderer see the reflection framed in tendrils of flame and leaves of smoke then pass through the forge of Hephaestus if you can first appeared in Calliope Jan/Feb 1992

Lethe by Herb Kauderer

Lethe Herb Kauderer kneel at the banks by the ford and peer into the soft wrinkled brown-green blanket watch it undulate in random patterns calling in a voice that soaks up sound birdcall & leaf flame & wood absorbed & reformed into gently urging…

Cocytus by Herb Kauderer

Cocytus Herb Kauderer the waters reach down your throat and pull the cry of the deserted the wail of the deserter the scream that empties the soul and when every thread of emotion has snapped you may pass first appeared in Tiamat #5 June/July…

Acheron by Herb Kauderer

Acheron Herb Kauderer cry your tears into the river let your sorrows flow until this tributary owns the salty tang of ocean and you can share its endless thirsting need first appeared in Sozoryoku #8 Dec 1992

Night Shivers by Herb Kauderer

Night Shivers Herb Kauderer Herodotus said “We can never stand in the same river twice because the water of life is always moving.” that’s why ghosts are cold. Ghosts freeze life chain the past around the ankle of the future an iceberg anchor. &…

Reality’s Weave by Kendall Evans

Reality’s Weave Kendall Evans She handed me Reality’s Weave All tangled up A Gordian Knot And I thought: Do the fates Really expect me To unravel this? From infras to ultras A disordered rainbow Of colorful threads Extending to infinity Some of the strands…

Styx by Herb Kauderer

Styx Herb Kauderer and so the gods call upon you as one by one they drink your name to seal divine contract with no pity for your station nor tear to feed your vigilance they know you feed upon yourself to heal their lies…

duration of the crossing by Herb Kauderer

duration of the crossing Herb Kauderer every renewal of faith in love & romance is paler a white marble gravestone to innocence a glowing personal Charon guiding us each across our own River Styx a river that flows with the melted bodies of fears…

Out of Hades by Herb Kauderer

Out of Hades Herb Kauderer Persephone’s cat counts the days to equinox coolness of summer.   first appeared in Stinkwaves Oct 2016

keeping company by Herb Kauderer

keeping company Herb Kauderer kokopelli figurine dances when you’re not looking rehearses flute songs while you’re vacuuming hides keys when you try to leave

Scylla by Herb Kauderer

Scylla Herb Kauderer You did nothing but refuse the advances of Glaucus who held Circe’s eye. You were blamed anyway. As a sea nymph you must have expected it. Nymphs are always blamed by those who don’t know better & often by those who…

Priestess’ Nightmare by Herb Kauderer

Priestess’ Nightmare Herb Kauderer Asleep in her private grove the high priestess dreams: Gods & goddesses assemble to hear her rightful requests. But as she speaks they reach out & change her stretching and molding until she stands frozen into some bizarre statue. Unable…

Basilisk by Herb Kauderer

Basilisk Herb Kauderer there is no sweeter feel than hard rough rocks scraping your belly as you slowly drag yourself into some hidden crevice these humid, dark days are best for hunting farther from water prey can be lulled into a security that seems…

Depth Perception by Herb Kauderer

Depth Perception Herb Kauderer                      One-eyed Polyphemus stands, towering over men and stares into the distant seas at bright striped sails & pounding drums.   He longs to leave his island home but has no idea how far away the shore.   first appeared…

Satyr Insane by Herb Kauderer

Satyr Insane Herb Kauderer                      Kar-chon sits anchored in the stream of soulless & damned that rages through the underworld.   Crowds push at his rocky mount surging blindly sometimes even shaking the stones he stoically rests upon.   Stationed, he grinds his hooves…

Medusa by Herb Kauderer

Medusa Herb Kauderer Late at night she lies awake dreaming of her beautiful blind lover. She can see his face       through closed eyes & imagines the sweet feel      of his embrace. She pretends the caresses she feels      are not her own…

Having Touched Sky by Herb Kauderer

Having Touched Sky Herb Kauderer Pegasus should have freed Equus ferus from the tyranny of dirt and gravity, but once aloft the winds he could not force himself to settle down and breed.

listener by Herb Kauderer

listener Herb Kauderer on nights like this when lightning chases leaves down the mountain and the wind stalks the grass like a cat the eastern gods walk as long ago you can hear them calling each other in the thunder and on a distant…

Hunting by John C. Mannone

Hunting John C. Mannone He was always a farmer, but now the ground is too hard to till—cracked clay, starved for rain, a wilderness he did not expect. His wife pregnant with twins (she just knew). Hunger gnaws their bellies, regret refluxes their throats….

Yellow Spiders by John C. Mannone

Yellow Spiders John C. Mannone I hid from the sky yellowed with the rotting sun, and from bombs exploding behind the cumulonimbus. My heart shattered anyway shrapneling troops, tattering uniforms:              the blue and the gray. Young bones, pierced in the carnage, escaped through…

Considering Alicia Austin by Lyn McConchie

On Considering Alicia Austin Lyn McConchie I walked out one May morning to see a cat up in a tree, I gazed at her – she gazed at me. “You foolish cat,” I muttered, “You’re meant to be below. Cats are meant to walk…

The Yeren’s Complaint by Richard Stevenson

The Yeren’s Complaint Richard Stevenson Yeah, we’re hairy, healthy Yerin. Don’t appreciate yer starin’ Just wanna root for roots and berries. Never mind our dental caries. Leave us a bar of soap, some shampoo. Let us soak our yarbles in a pool instead of…

Goddesses by Kathleen A. Lawrence

Goddesses Kathleen A. Lawrence (abecedarian) Aphrodite bows. Calliope, demure, efficiently flirts. Glorious Hera intimidates, jauntily kissing loose men. Never opinionated, Psyche quivers romantically, sinking to Titans’ Underworld. Velvet waxing, Xanthe yearns for Zeus.

Double or Nothing on Pascal’s Wager by Daniel R. Jones

Double or Nothing on Pascal’s Wager Daniel R. Jones Eleanor, I think I want to go where you are. But I worry. naught but negative feedback came through the visual metaphors- Laid out flatlined across a gurnee in the threshold of an elevator, white…

Fiskerton Phantom by Richard Stevenson

Fiskerton Phantom Richard Stevenson F-f-f- fear the Fiskerton Phantom, ABC – Alien Big Cat — of Lincolnshire, U.K. Big as a cougar; black as a panther. ‘E’s not about to scamper around to the back porch for handouts, miss; ‘e’s more of the pounce…

Amomonga by Richard Stevenson

Amomonga Richard Stevenson Amomonga, Negros Island ape – Orang mawas, Ikugan equivalent names. “Wild monkey” that lives in the caves of Mt. Kanlaon. You like the innards of goats and chickens, Have eviscerated a couple of humans too to hear the folks of La…

Akkorakamui by Richard Stevenson

Akkorakamui Richard Stevenson Akkorakamui’s gonna nab you, if not with his long-reach tentacles then by his noxious inky exudate or foul-smelling body odour.  Whew!  You’ll wanna flee the scene a.s.a.p. lest you burn out both nostrils in a caustic neural holocaust. Akky baby!  Got…

Manipogo by Richard Stevenson

Manipogo Richard Stevenson Manipogo – or Winnipogo – when you’re in a Winnipeg visitin’ mood – you sure got slinky, hinky moves. You can howl, whisper, whimper, croon… Lord knows you’d win a talent show if you ever had to compete with a loon….

Woodwose by Richard H. Fay

Woodwose Richard H. Fay Saplings quiver then bow, bent by a hirsute brute possessed of gleaming eyes far too human. Originally published in Aphelion, December/January Issue, December 2011

Wondrous Gobbledygook by Richard H. Fay

Wondrous Gobbledygook Richard H. Fay On a wonderful Nagoogoo morn, While the bumox skip across the fwa, I strum the strings of my zidipip And slowly sip a gurgle burgle Beside the pink waters of Baffbee. On the puboo of a keckleschmeck, I spy…

Tipsy Rambler by Richard H. Fay

Tipsy Rambler Richard H. Fay Tipsy rambler roams Darkened moorland. Tricksy goblins shift Moonlit landmarks. Befuddled soul trips D    o       w          n Rocky brae. Invisible imps Laugh. Originally published in Aphelion, Issue 182, Volume 18, March 2014

The Brownie by Richard H. Fay

The Brownie Richard H. Fay Sweep, sweep, sweep, Clean the farmhouse floor in secret While tired mortal family sleeps. Wipe the table, dust the cupboard, Keep this farmer’s home looking neat. Churn, churn, churn, Perform certain household magic By making butter out of cream….

Menage à Tiger and Dragon by Vince Gotera

Menage à Tiger and Dragon Vince Gotera In Chinese mythology, Dragon and Tiger are opposing forces, portrayed in art as always in epic battle against each other. Tiger and Dragon Pine for Each Other Dragon and Tiger love each other like dawn Sun and harvest…

The Knights of Night by Ed Blundell

The Knights of Night Ed Blundell Beneath the Cornish blue, grey sea, The bells of Lyonesse swing free, Rocked in the bosom of the deep, The knights of Lyonesse still sleep. On a summer night when the wind was still, And the blood red…

Rite to Know by Ed Blundel

Rite to Know Ed Blundell  A half remembered reality of something that was before, Haunts me with shadowed fragments locked behind Time’s door. A misted, dim reflection in memory’s cracked mirror face, Taunts me by almost showing that distant, different place. Bound by chords…

Sacrifice by Ed Blundell

Sacrifice Ed Blundell She was so young and beautiful So gentle and so sweet. They bound her tightly to the stake And tied her hands and feet. They left her on the mountain side, Knowing what would befall. They would not stay, they knew…

The Curse by Ed Blundell

The Curse Ed Blundell Four thousand years had melted by, Since that ancient time before, Four thousand years had passed since last, They had sealed the tomb’s stone door. Carved guardians watched in silence, As the centuries unfurled, And other watchers guarded, That were…

Blood Birth by Ed Blundell

Blood Birth Ed Blundell We stand on the bare, windswept moorside, In the circle of standing stones, Where the priests are chanting the ancient rhymes, And the cold cuts into our bones. We are deep in the bleak, dark midwinter, And the land must…

Griffin in the Spring by Melissa Maillet

Griffin in the Spring by Melissa Maillet Rarely is a sight more pleasing than a griffin in the spring. when Wind is blowing and Grass is Growing wild Flowers blossoming. He’s not been across the land since the first snow fall. He starts crawling…

Dorothy Delivered by Kathleen A. Lawrence

Dorothy DeliveredKathleen A. Lawrencespiraling abecedarian

Alice Abbreviated by Kathleen A. Lawrence

Alice AbbreviatedKathleen A. Lawrencespiraling abecedarian

PRINCESS P, IN A SPIN by David C. Kopaska-Merkel and Kendall Evans

PRINCESS P, IN A SPINDavid C. Kopaska-MerkelKendall Evans IPrincess P twirls in placeLike one of those ballerinas Impaled upon a postAtop a wind-up music box She was a real princessEven if she didn’t have a real namePrincess P tried to laugh it off:The rabbit,…

Wicked child! by David C. Kopaska-Merkel and Kendall Evans

Wicked child!David C. Kopaska-MerkelKendall Evans Momshealwaysembarrassedyou when she was withyou remember when she wrote inthe sky “surrender Dorothy!” you thought that was sorude you wanted to drift awayyou rid yourself of her but you’rejust likethat witch The end

Dragon-in-Training by Vince Gotera

Dragon-in-TrainingVince Gotera                                                         —terza rima Rawrr. Oh, that isn’t nearly loud enough. Ahem . . .RAWRRRR. Ahem ahem. That’s rough on the throat.My windpipe is sore from practicing breathing flame. Listen, I’m a dragon, yes, but jeez, I’m only thirteen.A teenage dragon, I guess you’d…

Adonis by David C. Kopaska-Merkel

Adonis by David C. Kopaska-MerkelFirst published in “The Conspiracy Unmasked,” 1994 Adonis rises, drifting with the tide, and fallsThe while he’s floating through the Sea-King’s weed-choked halls.He’s trapped forever, reaching for the golden sky,Beneath dark crystal seas, where velvet forests lie. Adrift upon the…