Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr August Poems

Liquid stone feels smooth
'pon an August morning sunrise,
misted breeze, leaves flutter, dries the lay of the morning dew.
...

A Tetrad Senryu with the
employment of the syllabic
adherence (5-7-5) required
in Traditional Haiku Verse
...

And when the locks were snapped and the cages opened
They all looked the same, as to say, they were dying.
While overhead the titillating sound of metal birds,
Mostly black and circling o'er napalm skies, hawking,
...

Liquid stone feels smooth
'pon an August morning sunrise,
misted breeze, leaves flutter, dries the lay of the morning dew.
Nascent heat, noon arrives,
...

Creations Of Sunsets In August- - Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr (FjR)
I've watched the iridescent pour, of an August Sunset
into a rippling sea, turning colours and hues of red
by the magnificence- of a burnt western sky, falling;
...

My grandparents on my mothers side had a summer home
located in Cape May, New Jersey, an awesome ocean
front property that overlooked the great Atlantic,
and which I looked forward in going to with my parents
...

Open bags, rows 'n rows, twelve across, dark bloodstains,
Crusted wounds, deep 'n wide, th' stench of torched flesh,
Tho' th' story bleeds diferent now...almost a century ago-
...