FOUR FEATHERS PRESS ONLINE EDITION: BITTER SWEET Send up to three poems on the subject of or at least mentioning the words bitter and/or sweet, totaling up to 150 lines in length, in the body of an email message or attached in a Word file to donkingfishercampbell@gmail.com by 11:59 PM PST on September 20th. No PDF's please. Color artwork is also desired. Please send in JPG form. No late submissions accepted. Poets and artists published in Four Feathers Press Online Edition: Bitter Sweet will be published online and invited to read at the Saturday Afternoon Poetry Zoom meeting on Saturday, September 21st between 3 and 5 pm PST.

Tuesday, September 17, 2024

Mary Mayer Shapiro

DON'T be fooled


Words with or without meaning

Tongue universally important

Part of speech

Major division of taste buds

Sweet, sour, salt, bitter

Forms words with help of

The vocal cords

Soft, loud or inbetween

Choice of words, vocab

Look at facial expression

Eyes, mouth, nose, chin

Listen with your heart

Cold, warm, compassionate

How it is said

What is said

Why, reason

Listen to the tone

Sweet smile gives it away

Words may not be kind 

Do not be fooled, misled

Pay attention

Observe, heed, notice

What you hear may not

Really be said




Michaell Douglas Hine

07/24/89 - 10/22/23

Joy of a birth of a child
A healthy child, boy or girl
Joined a family
Two older brothers and a sister
Later followed by a younger sister
A houseful of love
Constant activity
Variety of music filled the house
Grateful Dead, Flume
Learn all religions
Coexist together
Present, afterlife of Egyptians
Religious symbols
Sports, swimming at George Bridge 
Camping
Refinished floors with Uncle Raymond
Worked at Jewelry store, blowing glass
Had infectious laugh and kind eyes
Then it happened
Twenty -two years old
Schizophrenia 
Mike's life changed
Voices in his head
One, two, as it progressed
Forty-eight hours of voices in twenty-four hours
Disease took over
Medication did not always work
Neither did street drugs
Finally, the disease came under control
All was well, more good days than bad
He was the son who enjoyed camping, music, discussion of religion
One day all ended
Mike died, no rhyme or reason
Bittersweet
Mike is now at peace
He will be sorely missed
But is remembered as
The healthy child he once was

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