blue skies poetry

We are like
the ants,
the flowers,
the stones.

Running around,
blooming beneath the sky,
sitting upon the graves with terrible force.

They crush us,
pick us up,
carve some words on our hardened bodies.

My tiny black, colorful, heavy brothers,
I love you all
as
mad
God
whirls.

~ Peycho Kanev

Peycho Kanev’s work has been published or is forthcoming in Poetry Quarterly, Welter, Ann Arbor Review, The Shine Journal, The 13th Warrior Review, Mascara Literary Review, The Arava Review, Blue Skies Poetry, The Mayo Review, Windmills, The Aroostook Review, Chiron Review, Tonopah Review, Mad Swirl, In Posse Review, 322 Review, Naugatuck River Review, The Houston Literary Review and many others. He is nominated for Pushcart Award and lives in Chicago. His collaborative collection “r“, containing poetry by him and Felino Soriano, as well as photography from Duane Locke and Edward Wells II is available at Amazon.com. His new poetry collection “Bone Silence” will be published in September 2010 by Desperanto, New York.

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Filed under: Peycho Kanev by akublik Date 8 November, 2010