Rachel and Aysha - The Innocent Victims of War

The Golden Gate of old Jerusalem

Rachel screams.
A ripping pain mauls
her body but the cruel
abuser has no pity.

The Madonna of the River | A Coming-of-Age Poem

A Young Woman Swimming

A Young Woman Swimming

My green-eyed Madonna
writhes and screeches in the mud
with tobacco-chewing rednecks.

Where Did the Blues Go to Die? - A Poem by Chris Zachariou

 

A Blues Guitar Player

I waited at the station for the train
to St. Louis, but the train never came.