Poem of the Week

Early Spring


A snake snuggles between the marigold and lobelia plants
in the rectangular garden box in the backyard.

A mother duck with her newly hatched babies
swim towards the center of the lake.

One fish is seen jumping in the distance
in and out of the water
executing stunts like an Olympic swimmer.

Two beams of sunlight dance with each other
on the surface of the water
faint whispers in the background
heard from dragonflies
taking a siesta on the black rock
under the ancient pine tree.

Copyright 2011 Julie Kovacs

Poem of the Week

Sandhill Crane Restaurant

Three sandhill cranes walked along the lake
discussing how many bugs each one could find for lunch
until one of them spoke up
and said there was a great Italian restaurant downtown
where they can get something decent
to fill their bellies
in the cold winter weather.

The other two birds nodded their heads
and flew off
chatting loudly enough
to wake the neighbors
arrived on the green
in the center of town,
looking eager for some hot food
which was better than bugs and tastier.

Walking inside the restaurant
the host showed them their seats
where they ordered spaghetti with
pesto sauce not too spicy but just right.

Both the food and service was excellent enough
for the birds to return again
their graceful presence
delighting the customers
and having no qualms about encouraging their
friends to stop by and have lunch with them.

Once the birds finished eating they paid the bill
in golden eggs and left,
knowing the restaurant owner would mistake
the eggs for magical ones
instead of chocolate covered Easter eggs.



Copyright 2011 Julie Kovacs. All rights reserved.

Poem of the Week

Sunday Night at the Lyric Theatre



The performance itself wasn't so bad
once the blue velvet curtain stopped tearing
far enough to collapse onto the goldfish bowl
and break, causing the animals to flip and flop
all over the stage.

Pinpricks of light forming the Milky Way
while the cymbals clashed and piano banged upon
by the maestro with disheveled hair and horn-rimmed glasses
had a picture of Stokowski on top near a stein of authentic German beer.

That warmth covering me came from the magician's cloak
on stage a grin reminiscent of the Cheshire Cat
why regard a friend from a century ago
magnificent adrenaline rushed up and down the stairs
flying Phantom of the Opera
but invisible sitting on top of the unprepossessed
crucible carrying nothing but
two flames dancing as bodies on stage.


Copyright 2010 Julie Kovacs

Poem in The Camel Saloon

I would like to thank Russell of The Camel Saloon for publishing my poem "What's On Television." This is my typical whimsical style of poetry. Thank you to all my readers!


http://thecamelsaloon.blogspot.com/2010/12/whats-on-television.html

Issue #3 of Exercise Bowler now out!

Issue #3 of Exercise Bowler is now available for viewing!

http://www.exercisebowler.site90.net/Issue3.htm

A huge thank you to everyone who has submitted work to this brand new poetry e-zine.

I am now accepting submissions for Issue #5 that will be out in Summer 2011!

Poem published in The Camel Saloon

I would like to mention my Thanksgiving Day present: a poem published in The Camel Saloon titled "Azurite Climber." Enjoy, and a huge thank you to all of my supporters!

http://thecamelsaloon.blogspot.com/2010/11/azurite-climber.html

Poem of the Week

Where Did Dancer Go?

Deer in your headlights
dancing to the Bee Gees
no one in the woods sees
not even the trees
hepcat
one of Santa's missing drivers.

Copyright 2010 Julie Kovacs