Piker Press — Weekly Journal of Arts and Literature
March 16, 2026

Poetry

Poems published in Piker Press, a weekly journal of arts and literature.

4,206 articles — page 35 of 141


Food for Thought by Ndaba Sibanda

"...that past of laxity and ashes..."

More Blue Collar Blues by Frank De Canio
Sea Song by Richard D. Hartwell

"...to address us who once came out of the waters..."

That Pen... by Navratra

"...Our life is represented by someone else’s pen..."

You know you are getting old by Robert Paul Allen

"...you start calling your grandkids by their parents' first names..."

One Minute You're Here and the Next You're Gone by Jeffrey Zable

Jeffrey Zable is a teacher, conga drummer/percussionist who plays Afro-Cuban folkloric music for dance classes and rumbas around the San Francisco Bay Area, and a writer of poetry, flash fiction, and non-fiction.

Ballad of the Endurance Expedition by Anne Eyries

Anne Eyries left the UK last century to work in France, lives in Arles and is a member of the Poetry Society’s Stanza in France.

O Shepherd by Dharmpal Mahendra Jain

"...I see a blossoming universe singing with you..."

The Osprey by Barbara A. Meier

"...fish clutch hitting a sidearm..."

We Declare War On Hunger by Ndaba Sibanda

"...what’s your favorite dish?.."

The caveman at the fire sings out fear by David Crann

"...unnumbered fireflies of stars stream their waterfalls of silver with dim patterns..."

Foundation by James Croal Jackson

"...I caught us looking different directions on the highway..."

In the Beginning by Ann Christine Tabaka

"...emotions trailed behind, following a sorrowful path..."

Acolyte by Jim Bates

"...the service challenged his stamina..."

Dark Nights by George Gad Economou

"...the empty promise of every dusk..."

Silencing of the Sirens by Sunil Sharma

"...From the dark depths, resurfacing, the melodies ride the crests of storms..."

Don't Be Afraid, Please... by Pranab Ghosh

"...Lived through the towering inferno..."

Salvage of Broken Heart by Petrouchka Alexieva

"...somebody’s heart was broken..."

Gun Slinging at Ten by Stephen Kingsnorth

"...The lesson had been clearly taught..."

The Kings and Queens Drink Wine by John Tustin

"...Thinking about how much lovelier you are..."

Spacious by Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozábal

"...It is too distant for me to know..."

Wouldn't It Be Nice To Listen To Nature? by Ndaba Sibanda

"...please put up a good fight..."

Memo to Angels in Search of a Lawyer by Julian O. Long

"...there are collar pins, tie pins, rolling and bowling pins..."

social worker's lament by Tohm Bakelas

"...i pause to reflect..."

Copper Night by Mykyta Ryzhykh

"...The body, by its movement forward, has reached the very beginning..."

Ich bin ein Berliner by Hossein Hakim

"...odors of open sewers shout the ugliness of war..."

Morning by Kimutai Kemboi Allan

"...Morning is potential staring right at you..."

Mist by Sanjeev Sethi

"...White heat and the ensuing calenture have lapsed..."

Behold by Susan Shea

Susan Shea is a retired school psychologist who was raised in New York City, and is now living in a forest in the Pocono Mountains of Pennsylvania. Since she has returned to writing poetry this year, her poems have been accepted in a few dozen publications.

the facts by John Sweet

"...and we were all of us drunk..."