New Voices: J.L. Hull and Allen Kurtz

In a recent Facebook post I had asked if anyone would like to submit a poem and I received FIVE new works! Last week I published a poem by Keith Jason Carlock: The Autumn Victorian, a lovely poem about Love and Death.

This week I am publishing, with permission, two more: And Every Hue by J.L. Hull and another, Untitled, by Allen Kurtz.

I hope you enjoy them, and next week I will publish two more. They are recorded here without comment but I’ll be asking for impressions on my Ajax Minor Facebook page this coming week. Great to find people expressing themselves in verse!

AND EVERY OTHER HUE. . .

by J.L. Hull

I need fire

I need flame

I need blood to flow

I need to be awakened

By the spirit that once gave birth

To who it is im meant to be

Let the color spill upon my palate

Brush pressed deep into the canvas

So that even my bones can feel it

Give me liberty or give me death

Feed me the freedom of expression

And let the pigment bleed the colors of my spirit

I am dying in this darkness

My creative spirit yearns to breathe

Yearns to bleed

Yearns to be

Yearns to paint the truth upon the skin of those who doubted

And I shout it out from unbroken depths

Free me from this hell

And give me way

Im dying within

And no one seems to notice

So give me grandeur

That they may see my heart again

So that every moment is forever

Upon this blank canvas

Raw umber

Cadmium red

Black and blue

And every other hue

 

Untitled

by Allen Kurtz

My thoughts are so jaded no Beauty before my eyes

What’s the point anyway in the end everyone dies

So Raise Your Glass and make a toast to my premeditated overdose

I don’t feel a thing I’m comatosed I’m sorry this pain just had to end

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