Into the Fire

from Rose, the Poet Rummager

Poet Rummager

into-the-fireIllustration by Ted Giffin

I’m seeing you tonight.

It isn’t my heart I worry about

or its thump, thump, thump

and its skips.

Nor is it my mouth

which talks far too much

and longs to whisper things

you shouldn’t hear.

I’m worried about my horns.

Have I polished them enough?

Can they be seen through my hair?

Are they sharp and tough

to pierce through your armor?

I’ll invade your guarded soul

and revel in its capture.

In my bed,

I’ll keep you satiated

in your defeat,

my most prized prisoner,

eternally chained to me.

 ***My poem was inspired by a fun conversation I had with Seeing the Whisper.***

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Soul Searching

from Poet Rummager

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Illustration by Poet Rummager

I’ve hung the missing posters –

stapled them to light poles.

Only the wind answers back

in haughty undertones.

Fool, it huffs, as it slaps my face,

Humanity is a runaway.

No use looking.

No one cares.

In this desolate terrain,

you’ll be soul searching in vain.

United States ranks 50 out of 55 developed countries in healthcare efficiency, life expectancy, and healthcare spending per capita (Bloomberg). Our senators and congressmen are covered under government health plans for life, yet they quibble about offering the sickest and poorest children the right to the same quality of care. Where are these people’s souls? I certainly can’t find them.

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Haiku Film – Save A Life

from Poet Rummager

Poet Rummager

Don’t shoot when you’re mad.

Write feelings down in poems.

Save a life – Haiku.

I hope you enjoyed my 12 second microfilm! I’m now offering the gun pen with my original handwritten haiku, Save A Life, for $5.95 (includes free U.S. Shipping). Proceeds will go to SMM – Slasher Monster Magazine to help support the cash prizes and gift cards we give away quarterly.

Contact us at slashermonstersubmissions@gmail.com if you have any questions.

Thanks,
Rose

*Photograph shown in the film is by William Rider-Rider

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Caravaggio Dreams

from Poet Rummager

Poet Rummager

LC-Caravaggio_Ursula Caravaggio’s last painting – The Martyrdom of Saint Ursula 1610


Ah, Caravaggio, you come to me in a dream.

We both hold on to the darkness –
painting canvases seeped in sanguine.

Red is the color of my cheeks
as I blush when our finger tips brush.

Do you not see what I’ve buried deep,
has dug itself out to find me?

Feel how my fears quake
as the waking sun’s rays illuminate.

It’s light that blinds,
yet all the while pretends to mend.

I clutch fast to the shadows
and nod in acquiescence.

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*Michelangelo Amerighi da Caravaggio is considered to be the greatest Italian painter of the Seventeenth Century. Arrogant, hot-headed, and extremely talented, he would cause turbulence wherever he would go. It is said that his last painting, The Martyrdom of Saint Ursula, was painted while Caravaggio bled from a deep wound to his face. A vengeful…

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