Always Dreaming

Always Dreaming

By John Kaniecki

Win, place, or show

You never know

Who will be in the money

At the Kentucky Derby

Horse racing’s biggest stage

Mesmerizing rage

The crowd is screaming

Here comes

Always Dreaming

Out of the gate

He could scarcely wait

On the muddy track

Behind Classic Empire

Always Dreaming on fire

Never looking back

State Of Honor faded away

Always Dreaming won the day!

Nine to two was the pay

The lesson of the Kentucky Derby story

Is one of endless glory

And of course

Never underestimate a one eyed horse

Let’s see if he got what it takes

To win the Preakness Stakes

Always Dreaming might just be bound

To win the coveted triple crown

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Washed Up Poem By Lynn White

Washed Up

By Lynn White

So many dead people
caught in the crossfire
created by the the money men,
the arms traders,
the super ego-ed politicians.
They lie dead where they fell.
Flesh and blood transformed to
fertilizer to nurture the seeds
and grow the crops, in a future
they will not see.
Their bones decaying to dust
to form the building blocks
of homes they will never inhabit.
Dying where they fell,
over there, not here
and not looking like us.
Unseen or soon forgotten
by us here.


But the dead washed up
on holiday beaches
look like our flesh and blood.
They’re wearing our clothes.
They’re washing up to haunt us
in the Old World.
Then there’s the living,
washed up alive
and by any means necessary
moving on to bear witness,
if any one is listening.
To bring the horror home
to those who created it
in the Old World.
Bringing it home to the Old World,
but not as yet to the New.

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The Soldier

The Soldier

By Rosalie Calabrese

Sent to fight
In the land
His parents left
Before he was born,
He faces the enemy
And sees himself.

Prepared to shoot,
He cries out,
“My brother,”
But his words
Do not travel 

As fast as a bullet.

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