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Prose Poem: The Abstract Painting

Dave Hood In the solace of his studio, after unexpected sad news, the abstract-expressionist painter, listens to Samuel Barber’s “Adagio for Strings,” A sorrowful sounding piece of music, evoking a feeling of melancholy within his psyche. The sound compels him … Continue reading

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Poem: Unanswerable Questions

By Dave Hood It’s mid October. Yellow birches descending. Frost covering lawns and windshields of parked automobiles. A few decorated pumpkins perched on porches, reminding of Halloween. The town’s still and quiet, except for a cool breeze, chilling the bones. … Continue reading

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Poem: The Agnostic

By Dave Hood In a room painted white as the light of eternity, a sturdy bedside table stands with a comforting radio, glass vase filled with water, three yellow tulips delivered as a gift of hope by a loving daughter. … Continue reading

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Poem: February

February By Dave Hood On the fifty-first floor Of a skyscraper, I watch from my window At work—the winter storm. All day, snow falls, Transforming the highway into a parking lot with no empty spots. Automobiles and trucks creep up … Continue reading

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Free Verse: The Clock Radio

By Dave Hood On the bedside table rests the digital clock radio, a gift from a long time, live in girlfriend who shouted goodbye, then slammed the door walked away, a few weeks ago. Now before bedtime to wake himself … Continue reading

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Narrative Poem: Criminal Act

by Dave Hood Like a hawk searching for prey, the man, who’s on parole, swoops in, grabs the black purse from an elderly woman who looks like a scare crow in a mink coat. Grey haired, wrinkled face, no makeup—She’s … Continue reading

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Poem: Falling Oak Leaf

By Dave Hood Under pale sunlight, on a cold day, wearing a down-filled parka, woolen cap, I take a leisure stroll on a carpet of decaying leaves, in the woods. Inhale the crisp air, feel a chill, contemplate approaching winter—snow, … Continue reading

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