why do i like vox poetica? they have impeccable taste in poetry.
Contributor Series 9: If Men Had Ears
When I wrote new songs and you would listen out of friendship
By PD Lyons
Where we were always cool
By the reservoir
In the pines
Up some stairs tucked into angular corners
Warm winter kitchens smelling of gas
Down by the factories
Not sleeping all night
Into a morning of crisp clean cold
Out on the back door landing
Three flights below the city without fear we knew
PD Lyons’ most recent poem to appear here was I Thought You Were in Another Room That Wasn’t There (May 2011).
I Thought You Were in Another Room That Wasn’t There
PD Lyons’ most recent poem to appear here was Another Summer, published as part of Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone. He is working on a really cool video project. To learn more about it, click here.
I Thought You Were in Another Room That Wasn’t There
By PD Lyons
Across from the end of the bed
Kitchen draped in honey glow
Just as I was drifting off
Clang & Patter
Pots & Pans
Wondering what it was that you’d be cooking
Turned my head saw nothing there
PD Lyons Poetry Project
vox poetica contributor PD Lyons has announced his new poetry project and he needs YOUR help! The idea is to post a bunch of videos on YouTube of people reading his poetry. You can find his poetry here in the poemblog (search using the advanced search button and make sure you click title and contents and all), in some of the vox anthologies, and at his blog. You can see his invitation to join the project here. I’m going to do this and so should you!
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Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone, Another Summer
Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone
Another Summer
By PD Lyons
95 degrees
4th of July
Connecticut
Bare Trees, Winter Night; oldie not so familiar says the radio
this is age
& what it’s like
& how is there anything else now?
But poplars silver
still sounds like rain
quick sand springs still stream
maples shade deep gorge brooks
high stones circle the pool
of where going down to the horse bones
we were kids
PD’s most recent poem to appear at vox poetica was Wordsilk, which was published as part of Contributor Series 6: A Currency of Words.
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Contributor Series 6: A Currency of Words, Wordsilk
Contributor Series 6: A Currency of Words
Wordsilk
By PD Lyons
reminding me of words like
border line
crescent coyote
ancient timbers
polished smooth as kisses
paradise
abandoned eyes of ship-wrecked sailors
myriad pin prick suns
flightless birds
something Spanish that you
said along a twilight
turquoise
Ishmael to Ishmael
all the nights we’ve ever known
not bothering the quiet
PD Lyons made his most recent appearance at vox poetica in August 2010 with Perennials.
Perennials
PD Lyons last offering to us was the evocative Loch Lene. Today’s poem is similarly rich in images but even more spare in language. Do you garden? You may find yourself considering what your plants know of you the next time you’re digging in their beds.
Perennials
By PD Lyons
Perennials
rooted
in
their
long
term
memory
impressions of
your hands
and knees
Loch Lene
PD Lyons started writing poetry long long ago in the dream time when he was 12; he has continued ever since. His work has been published in magazines and he’s had two books published by Lapwing Press. He is originally from Connecticut and is living currently in Ireland. You can keep up with him by visiting his blog. This poem delivers splendid imagery with few words.
Loch Lene
(for Shelly)
By PD Lyons
Undulate of diamond silhouettes
North wind skirts a pirouette
Past a fishing heron
Fingerling samurai silver shadow breath
Quiet so deep it echoes
Not one golden dream left behind
You’re where I’m gonna be forever
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