The Birds of Aleppo

by Paul Raworth Bennett ~~~ a tale of hope, for the people of Aleppo ~~~ Before the summer of 2011, hundreds of species of songbirds such as swallows, warblers, wrens, chickadees, and nuthatches would serenade and sooth the citizens of Aleppo, a Syrian city of almost 5 million. Twice daily, when the sun painted the … Continue reading The Birds of Aleppo

Supermarket Swingers

Six hunky, well-ripened avocados, nine hot young chilies and three smartly-pressed cloves of garlic seeking fresh, fragrant shallots and tart, juicy lemons for discreet, no-strings-attached Cuisinart group encounters in an upscale kitchen in Layville's desirable Tenderloin district.We're pepper-friendly and love salty humour. You're chill, GMO-free, at least 18 hours post-harvest, and willing to practise safe … Continue reading Supermarket Swingers

Galactic Diamonds

from deep within our laughing hearts we gathered the ancient winks of a million loving stars and the alchemist that is our passion melted them into diamonds which we threaded into a necklace of joy that encircles our common soul I will wear our gems with delight polish them with little surprises guard them with … Continue reading Galactic Diamonds

Ode to My Wheels

hey there, beautiful eyes! gorgeous, giant, round ringed by rubber eyeliner joined by steel tubes are you silently winking at me calling me seducing me yet again? you spin backwards counter-clockwise in invisible sockets dialing back my years you roll forwards chasing adventures pursuing discovery your spokes are two sets of eyelashes, fluttering at me … Continue reading Ode to My Wheels

A Love Sestina

A sestina is a poem with six stanzas of six lines plus a final triplet (called an "envoi"), all stanzas having the same six words at the line-ends in six different sequences that follow a fixed pattern, and with all six words appearing in the envoi. In this sestina, the six words are love, heart, … Continue reading A Love Sestina

Finally Learning to Fly

by Paul Raworth Bennett many years ago under sunny skies as a young eagle who hadn't learned to fly I watched with fascination another eagle, high overhead, soaring the blue commanding the thermals he landed before me offered a fresh-caught salmon which I devoured his eyes called my name instantly, we were friends idolizing this … Continue reading Finally Learning to Fly

Yeasty Beast

(photo credit: Christina) (dedicated to Dick and Christina) by Paul Raworth Bennett Still in his dressing gown, Dick was hauling the blue box to the curb when his wife's voice burst from the kitchen window, shattering the morning calm. “Dick! Get in here, now!” Dropping the container in the driveway, he rushed back into the … Continue reading Yeasty Beast

The Man I Admire

🙂 To hear this poem, use the player below. 🙂 by Paul Raworth Bennett I'm a middle-aged man who has learned over time Just what makes people tick, their rhythm and rhyme More than anyone else there’s a man I admire So I thought I’d describe him in case you inquire Well the first thing … Continue reading The Man I Admire

Private MacPhee

By Paul Raworth Bennett~ for brave soldiers everywhere ~He was a kind and loyal friendWho hailed from clan MacPheeAnd all the boys were jealous ‘causeHe loved his girl MarieA lock of hair from her he keptWithin a tiny boxAnd in his heart were memories ofTheir kiss back on the docksMacPhee had always relished lifeWith humour … Continue reading Private MacPhee

Dwindling in the Downtown Eastside

🙂 To hear this poem, use the player below. 🙂 large, littered, lonely fieldsoiled, sodden, sagging tentscursed, chaotic, chemical prisonshuddled desperately onpatchy grass and mud,lit by yellow flickersunder shaking fingerschasing the dragonbitter, brutal windicy, drenching rainthere but for thegrace of Godgo I - Paul Raworth Bennett

Dire Straits

not much more time will pass or destiny unfurled before we're forced to breathe apocalyptic gas that coats the wheezing lung brown air will steal the sun the seas will rob the shore and drown the old and young today's the hour to act ensure that we destroy the certainty that our existence is attacked … Continue reading Dire Straits

The Rally

filling a grand old theatrean orange cardboard armadaa sea of upturned optimisma rolling clamour of applausedecrying the avaricious one-percentersthe tin-eared politiciansin bed with the capitalist classthe private-yacht crowdthe loophole expertsthere is hope here, hope that a salmon named unity willconquer the river of cashsettle in a lake of compassion andspawn the warriors of justice-- Paul Raworth … Continue reading The Rally

Winter of the Mind

🙂 To hear this story, use the player below. 🙂 Winter of the Mind The Experience of Severe Depression and Imminent Suicide one woman’s perspective, as told to Paul Raworth Bennett Although everyone with depression experiences it uniquely, a universally accurate metaphor would be “emotional winter”. Throughout this chilly time run two common themes: profound … Continue reading Winter of the Mind

Freedom Wheels

🙂 To hear this poem, use the player below. 🙂 Freedom Wheels by Paul Raworth Bennett ~ in memory of Bob Rea ~ (July 1961 - August 2019) I love to ride my freedom wheels Unbridled joy is how it feels At once when I begin to roll It stirs my mind and feeds my … Continue reading Freedom Wheels

Heather’s Waltz

To hear this file, simply use the audio player[ ~ for Heather ~ she swirls about the room epitome of grace a flower in full bloom like visual perfume she does my heart embrace she swirls about the room she's gorgeous in costume with gossamer and lace a flower in full bloom her joy does … Continue reading Heather’s Waltz

Reunited

and then, atop a mess ofsoaked Egyptian cotton, whilewater trickled fromthe overturned bedside vase, andas if discovering a spring aftera week without water in the SaharaRemy and Anäis devoured each otherplaying one anotherlike musical instrumentshim the sax and her the violintheir harmonics blending inrainbow explosions thatraised neighbors' eyebrowsrattled the Royal Doulton andrippled the orange pekoe … Continue reading Reunited

ElderLove

when I think back upon the years it always fills my eyes with tears what luck we had to find a love as pure as from the skies above the day won't come that I'll forget the summer camp where we first met and how from such a fumbled kiss grew 60 years of wedded … Continue reading ElderLove

The Kiss

🙂 To hear this poem, use the player below. 🙂 The Kiss by Paul Raworth Bennett When you're nearby you spark in me desire A primal urge to have our bodies meet So we might make a lengthy moment sweet Let's join our mouths and set ourselves on fire So let us both draw near … Continue reading The Kiss

The Terrifying Seduction

as I listened to her slender fingersmaking exquisite loveto the ivoriesto the melodyto Rachmaninoffto the audienceto the Universeto the thousand miles between usto my heartand to every atom in my BeingI realized that we mustnever actually meet, for I'dgive myself instantly to hermelt into her minddisappear within her souldazzled by her brillianceincinerated by her beautyand … Continue reading The Terrifying Seduction