Good-bye to everyone

My Dear Readers, This morning I wrote to Juan and told him I would step down as the editor of MasticadoresUsa. It has been and honor and a pleasure to serve you for more than a year and a half. I was privileged to read your work, and prepare posts on your behalf. Time has…

Strands Into Gold by Cindy Georgakas

Wild, like the hair on myhead that turns strands into gold.  I run through wheat fields, eat sunflower seeds and throw away the husk.   These are the memories I remember most as I run through fields barren and dark.  And now I sit in a heap and weep for what was and pray. The sun…

The clearing of light by Vasile Trif

In the expanse of light The words that molt Like snakes Weave in silence From their own foam The stone of wisdom The one that touches it Without being exhausted Enters in communion With the threshold of the world @Vasile Trif Featured art by Vasile Trif Vasile Trif is a priest of the Saint-Eustache parish…

Ode to Madagascar Almond by Tea Solon

Madagascar Almond, you evergreen shelterof this lowly poet bastion againstblight ether generous giverof unadulterated air your ferocious roots tearthe core of the earth like an Oriental oystersecreting layer upon layer of coats on irritantsto make lustrous pearls so are you sucking outthe dirt of the earth concluding filthy watersthat flood poor homes to grow your…

Lilac and Mint by Jeff Flesch

I walk toward the moonlilac and mint waft through the nighta fragrance bruising my heart, andhard to define it’s you youthat spilled out of the seeds last Autumn and, youspilling out of the nightnow confusion, a mistterrifying and, terribly satisfying I recede, realizing it’s the shape, texture, and tone of your mindI’ve missed all this…

Three-Penny Memories: A Poetic Memoir by Barbara Harris Leonhard

Congratulations to Barbara on the publication of her fantastic book Three-Penny Memories: A Poetic Memoir. The book was published recently and I invite everyone to read it. For MasticadoresUsa Barbara brings us “Farewell, My Flower.” Barbara writes: “Farewell, My Flower, ” explores the end of my mother’s life. I thought of my mother as a…

Time Zones by Ali Grimshaw

I run from myselfcatch a corner of feelingaccept this moment of liberation as skin of bruised clouds darkensa prickling tingle goosebumps my armsairwaves gather energy sparks our tilted world revolvesa turning we have neverbeen able to feelyet know as truth a shift occurring between/fromwho are the otherswho are the us we ride around the sunevolving…

Tangled blue by C.X.Turner

lingera little longerin the lake of my dreams morning mistdropletsall the tearsI hide from you tangled within the bluereflecting soul deepmirrored essence we are more than the unsaidyou and i @C.X.Turnersite: site: https://mobile.twitter.com/lover__poetic Gabriela Marie Milton #1 Amazon Bestseller AuthorBooks:Woman: Splendor and Sorrow :I Love Poems and Poetic ProsePassions: Love Poems and Other Writings

The Pot by Virginia Mateias

Adam, I’m going to leave you, one dayand this is a warning…You will find yourself alone with your potsalone with your night! Tell me, can your eyes still see me?your hand remains still, like the groundthe bear-like-body, also motionless… and watchanother apple turning red on the horizon! Your hunger needs which food and your thirst…

This Saturday at MasticadoresUSA – A Gorgeous Poetry Book: The Prototype of Rebirth by Camellia S.

Good morning/ Good afternoon everyone This Saturday I am thrilled to introduce a gorgeous poetry book, The Prototype of Rebirth, written by a very talented author Camellia S. You can find Camellia here: https://twitter.com/20_camellia Here is how Camellia describes herself: My name is Camellia. I don’t consider myself an author or a writer. I consider…

The Song of River Grass by Barbara Leonhard

The Song of River Grass by Barbara Leonhardsite: https://extraordinarysunshineweaver.blog/ Seedlings in spring,tall grasses in summer sun. We swish in breezeon the river’s edge. In the bluster of autumn,our seeds scatterlike stunned bees. Our ravaged armsreach for the setting sun. The glassy riverreflects our ageas colors fade. Our stems bend,thirsty for noon. @Barbara Leonhard Barbara’s work…

Head and Heart by Shalini

Head and Heart by Shalinisite: https://poemsbyshalini.blog/ My head and heart are in constant conflict,They pass me messages difficult to decrypt.When the heart wants to philosophize,The head wants to theorize and rationalize. I try to intervene, to find a middle ground,To reach a place and decision that is sound.But, its impossible to find truce between both,Sometimes it seems, they, each-other loathe. When the heart says speak, the head says stop.When…

Hazy Calm by C.X.Turner

Hazy Calm by C.X.Turnersite: https://mobile.twitter.com/lover__poetic through the hourglass of lifeslow afternoons roll by poetic understandingdrops from the sky and time fallsin between rain showershazy calm cleansingwretched soul’s balm refreshing a resolve to move on from goodbye @C.X.Turner Gabriela Marie Milton #1 Amazon Bestseller AuthorBooks:Woman: Splendor and Sorrow :I Love Poems and Poetic ProsePassions: Love Poems…

Sonnet to the Moon by Dawn Pisturino

Sonnet to the Moon by Dawn Pisturinosite: http://www.dawnpisturino.wordpress.com Somehow, I always miss the yellow moon That shines somewhere at the end of summer. I see the stars on their velvet bed, soon To be lost to the milky-white winter, But Moon, I only see thee in autumn, When the air is sweet and pungent with…

Everything’s Gonna Be Alright by Cindy Georgakas

Everything’s Gonna Be Alright by Cindy Georgakas, Monthly Contributor site: : http://www.uniquelyfit.net The majestic sky moves boulders from my inner terrain.  Wet pearls drop as I spill my heart and soul.   Life’s travesties leave me mourning your touch and the memory of the times we shared that gave me courage to face another day.  It…

When The Named Storms Come by Ingrid Wilson

When The Named Storms Come by Ingrid Wilson, Monthly Contributor site: https://experimentsinfiction.com/ When the named storms comeand the power lines are downand our channels of communication have been cuthow will you contact me? I will be reaching out to you, and youwill mirror me, who reaches outeven now, even as I write thisin the dark…

True Acceptance by Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

True Acceptance by Grace Y. Estevez – Reddysite: https://graceofthesun.com/ Leaving all ignorance behind,no need to change another’s mind,instead teaching all to be kind,simply by leading hearts still blind. Everyday searching to then find,a voice for the ones too confined,neglected and falling behind,since their vast views hardly align. Look at the sky to find a sign,a way…

Coyote by Dawn Pisturino

Coyote by Dawn Pisturinosite: http://www.dawnpisturino.wordpress.com I see you there, hiding in the brush, Your tawny colors perfectly blending with nature’s camouflage. How silently you positioned yourself To watch me dishing up the food that you take for granted. I hear you say: “Oh, silly human, I’ve fooled you into thinking That I need your help…

Plum Trees by Jeff Flesch

Plum Trees by Jeff Flesch, Monthly Contributorsite: Develop. Inspire. Transform plum trees always takemy breath away as in their shade, we playwith notions of hope and trust and a little bit of the magic seenwithin the last bunch of flowersfrom the tree they always relate to me, and all the thingsI’ve been and seen far…

Saturday at MasticadoresUSA

Good morning/ Good afternoon Welcome to MasticadoresUsa. This Saturday a classic for you: Charles Aznavour and his unsurpassable La Bohème. La bohème, la bohèmeÇa voulait direOn est heureuxLa bohème, la bohèmeNous ne mangions qu’un jour sur deux….Moi qui criais famineEt toi qui posais nueLa bohème, la bohème… La bohème, la bohèmeOn était jeunesOn était fousLa…