Space exhaled a puff of air.
Caught in its stream
pathless terrene thought it well
to cleave a fresh path
form a new road
unzip the miles-thin protective layer.
Aeriform meteoric hand punched through.
Glass jugs exploded in a cosmic grand plie
crystalline light show
celestial chaff in its random wind.
Chimes clinking in twenty-part dissonance.
Cataclysm in its whimsical wake until
the bagmen scavenge bits to sell on eBay.
He rides in and then canters out. Oftentimes, head bowed by reality; other times, proud to have said something noteworthy. Retired after forty-two years as teacher/school administrator, Sy Roth now resides in Mount Sinai, far from Moses and the tablets. This has led him to find solace in words.Â He spends his time writing and playing his guitar. He has published in many online publications such as Red Ochre, Bong is Bard, Danse Macabre, Mel BrakE Press, Larks Fiction Magazine, Exercise Bowler, Otoliths, BlogNostics, Every Day Poets, en brief. One of his poems, â€œForsaken Manâ€, was selected for Best of 2012 poems in Storm Cycle.Â Sy was also selected Poet of the Month in Poetry Super Highway, September 2012.Â His work was also read at Palimpsest Poetry Festival in December 2012. He was named Poet of the Month for the month of February in BlogNostics. His work was also included in Poised in Flight anthology published by Kind of Hurricane Press, March 2013.