We have several new poets submitting original pieces this week. Ixel Madrigal and Nick Losorelli are both young poets from Los Angeles. We are very grateful for allowing us to share their poetry and look forward to sharing more of their pieces in the future.
“Talk Is Cheap” by Ixel Madrigal – Poet from Los Angeles.
Talk is cheap, but people just keep talking
mouth moving, but they’re not walking…
it’s like they are addicted to the feeling of syllables leaving their lips
Concentrated on the beginning the end and on their trips
That they forgot what their point was in the first place
All true meaning and symbolism erased
“Feedback Loop” by Nick Losorelli – Nick Losorelli is an actor, singer, and part-time writer located in LA. He believes in social justice, and honest dialoging through art.
Feedback loop,
not sure if I’ve fallen in love with the stream,
or if it’s fallen in love with me.
I hear they’re privatizing the water soon,
better cash in, better drink up,
we’re in a drought.
No one has found the fountain yet
though.
_
Sometimes you write a poem,
And you’re in your underwear, in the bathroom
Your beard wreaks of coffee,
And you haven’t shed a tear,
And it’s the best thing you’ve done all day,
Month
Maybe
Year.
_
How would you like that?
Speak up please
No, I’m Mexican, or American,
or Mexican-American,
My beard? Room for cream?
“Just smile, kid, it’s part of your job.”
Have a nice day.
_
Time is valuable,
Well mine is,
I’ve got to make a mountain out of this mole hill,
Can’t trust anyone in this town.
_
Oh you’re an actor?
Hah, what training do you have?
Have a girlfriend? Don’t worry, you’ll find one.
I must not be a very good actor.
_
Breathe it,
You taste that?
Tastes like iron.
I hear they’re making pennies out of iron now,
It’s raining pennies,
I think I caught a few.
_
The greater good,
sounds like a raw deal to me,
shit end of the deal.
Bottom line?
The great good is a
bottom line.
_
Like this!
No like that!
Like this?
How about that?
Semicolon
It’s ok, I don’t know either.
“A Footnote In History” by Trevor Witt
My biography,
A footnote in history,
Better than most.
Better to be a blip on the radar,
Than nothing at all.
It is better to be a fool who influenced a few,
Rather than one who attempts to appear intelligent by not asking questions.
The inquisitive mind is an active mind,
And so I ponder silly nothings, my ignorant assumptions,
I question my absurdist tendencies and my open attitude.
Is there no absolute truth? Is there no virtue to be defended?
Is there any formula which can explain to the curious eye the Earth and the Sky?
My existence is only a footnote,
The whisper of the wind,
The howl of a coyote.
My musings are only the sound of crows,
The hooting of owls,
And the purring of kittens.
I am no Confucius,
My love compares unfavorably with the devotion of Rumi.
But I am nonetheless a footnote in the greatest story ever told.
“With G-d” by Trevor Witt
With G-d, all is possible,
One and one can be three,
A butterfly can land on, transform into the tree.
A lion can consume the lamb, and the lamb lives on in it.
With G-d, all is.
The stars in the sky shine on us,
Wandering beings, floating on a sea of land,
Crashing into each other as we attempt to understand.
With G-d,
I
Love
You
All.
With G-d
I
am
All.
G-d
Beyond beyond,
Within within,
On the surface of
All.
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