Poems published in Piker Press, a weekly journal of arts and literature.
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"...Failing health… Failing values… Failing familial ties…"
"...we’re not there yet..."
Darrell Petska is a retired university engineering editor and three-time Pushcart Prize nominee. Father of five and grandfather of seven, he lives near Madison, Wisconsin with his wife of more than 50 years.
"...she’s there to give comfort, even joy..."
"...Face front, two privet edge, alone..."
"...the beginning of great things..."
"...You might even call it a retreat..."
"...The union of dead volcanoes and roses..."
"...Suppose some office-bearers were AI chatbots..."
"...questions that are, were; have been alive in my mind..."
"...Revelations are born in moments of great understanding..."
"... Koel river picks echoes of the Palamau forest..."
"...beyond propaganda and prejudice..."
"...A repellant death mask..."
"...I worry about declines..."
"...awestruck by starshine shimmering ..."
"...filters to upload a blemish-free reality..."
"...Constituting 42%- 52% of general web traffic, bots have a say..."
"...neighbors came to sympathize and help..."
"...Jim Beam always knew the right thing to say..."
"No one believes me..."
"...sequences chipping away..."
"...An aching heart is sure to come..."
"...life disintegrates in seconds..."
"...elk wandered to water this morning..."
"... Candles draft the final chapter..."
"...the bitter snow bites your face..."
"...the pause between the dark and bright..."
"...It had its own spot in the backyard..."
"...Think of language hurdles for tourists and arrivals..."