Old Flame: Poems by Mike Berger
Old Flame Our love was hot and steamy. Banged up real bad in an accident, she was started on pain…
Old Flame Our love was hot and steamy. Banged up real bad in an accident, she was started on pain…
~Silver Tongue ~ Opal Moon~ Silver tongue and black tress~ A lock of arms & legs~ Ankles & wrists~ Slow…
Dual Purpose You think you know me better than I know my shelf of self-help books and you have already…
Soaring Angels …
Five years ago, I gave my first autograph. On an average Tuesday, I had ventured into the Chicago rain, black…
A doctor in a white coat enters a crowded press conference as lights flash and cameras click. Television cameras are…
As fate would have it, this August I was reading a collection of William Butler Yeats’s poetry around the same…
Hidden Divinity I have been waking up each midnight, each dawn, at the end of each passing hour to see…
The stage was set. The velvet red curtain swayed with anticipation. Nervous smiles lit up the sea of rows, hoping…
Ra Wind Spirits, Bedouin, Belay, Whisper to my Ear, Water-way. Sand carries Light Amulet. Star Fly. Trees Choose In Swaying…