the sieve and the sand

Leaving the wheat with the chaff. This is not your mother’s poetry.

Correcting Common Misconceptions

by Julio Chapluzki

Riding off into the sunset
isn’t as glamorous as in the movies;
in stead of being triumphant,
really it’s just a lot of squinting
and wishing for sunglasses.

The Ability to Laugh in Times of Sorrow

by Tucker J. Collins

Genuine and synthetic happiness is therapeutic while summer thoughts of joyful and depressing moments in one’s own history and genealogy caress and tear upon their minds

the sieve and the sand book 2: peeing our name in the sand

by Roger Mugs

it takes a skill
few have

and reserves
few care to create
or hold

a skill we have
and reserves we maintain

the sieve and the sand
will leave its
own fragrant
mark

(click here for book 2)

haiku

by rcribay

standing
in light refracted through jesus
we listened.

An Ode to my Beloved Mother

by Tucker J. Collins

Clutching at my Mary,
Thinking of the gift,
I’ll always remember
Who I wish to be with.
But some dreams can’t come true,
For life is the beginning,
Try not to grasp to tightly
Before Death comes running for you….

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