Bare Bones Writings Issue 1 is out on Paperback and Kindle

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Bare Bones Writings is an extension of http://www.Feversofthemind.com . Themes we are Looking for Poetry/prose/articles/other styles of writing are for Adhd Awareness, Mental Health, Anxiety, Culture, History, Social Justice, LGBTQ Matters/Pride, Love, Poem series, sonnets, physical health, pandemic themes, Trauma, Retro/pop culture, inspired by music/songwriters, inspired by classic & current writers, frustrations. Artwork. Music, Poetry, Book reviews.

Issue 1 includes tributes to poets/writers that contributed to Fevers of the Mind in the past including Kari Ann Flickinger, Scott Christopher Beebe & Dai Fry.

A Fevers of the Mind Musician Spotlight on the albums of Marissa Nadler.

Short Interviews from the Quick-9 interview series with Khalisa Rae, Ron Sexsmith, & Shaindel Beers.

Poetry/Writings from Kari Ann Flickinger, Dai Fry, Scott Christopher Beebe, Paul Brookes, Bill Abney, Ankh Spice, David L O’Nan, Robert Frede Kenter (with poems about Lou Reed), Glenn Barker, Rc deWinter, K Weber, Robin McNamara, Elizabeth Cusack, an art/poetry collaboration between Lia Brooks & Phil Wood, the first 5 poems from Hiraeth Series by Kushal Poddar, Barney Ashton-Bullock, Spriha Kant, Jennifer Patino (with a poem inspired by Audrey Hepburn) and artwork by Maggs Vibo, Matthew M C Smith, HilLesha O’Nan, Lily Maureen O’Nan, Ken Benes, Jessica Weyer Bentley, R.D. Johnson, Ojo Victoria Ilemobayo, Norb Aikin, Andrew Darlington, Liam Flanagan, Christina Strigas, Lorraine Caputo, Conny Borgelioen, Adrian Ernesto Cepeda, Colin Dardis, Petar Penda, Helen Openshaw, Matthew Freeman, Christian Garduno, Eileen Carney Hulme, Colin James, Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal, Marisa Silva-Dunbar, Kate Garrett, A.R. Salandy, John Chinaka Onyeche.

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BARE BONES WRITINGS Issue 1 (taken from web post contributions a few open submissions, and a few pieces previously published in other Fevers of the Mind Anthologies) Submissions are now closed for this print anthology. Will be releasing e-mails/names soon that have been included.

Wolfpack Contributors for 2022 will end by the end of July however we are now open for Poetry Showcases for anyone to send 3-5 poems/prose. If not all pieces are accepted. I will post the 1 or 2 poems but will not be considered a showcase.

We are unable to provide compensation at this time contributors. We have to reach out through the year for donations just to keep the site going. This is for the art of poetry, music, art & other creatives.

Some poetry/art published on this site will periodically be taken down if space is running low. Pieces that are up for Best of the Net Nominations and other award nominees will remain on the site longer. You will be guaranteed at least 6-8 months exposure on our website. No promises after that and don’t take it personal.

Themes we are Looking for Poetry/prose/articles/other styles of writing are for Adhd Awareness, Mental Health, Anxiety, Culture, History, Social Justice, LGBTQ Matters/Pride, Love, Poem series, sonnets, physical health, pandemic themes, Trauma, Retro/pop culture, inspired by music/songwriters, inspired by classic & current writers, frustrations.

Each contributor to Anthologies will be given a free PDF and then there will be an option to order copies when I supply links to the books.

Online Submissions could include Poetry, Art, Book Reviews, culture pieces, rants, pre-published poetry from self-published materials, defunct lit mags, pieces from other lit mags/books/blogs with permissions. All submissions will first be published on the website and then considered for print anthologies with a high probability of being in a future edition of Bare Bones Writing or any specialty anthology. Just trust the process. Pieces may not be immediately in books, but over time they should be for the most part. Unless they are website exclusives. I prefer Poetry Showcases, but if you have book reviews, essays, prose pieces, short stories, cool artwork/photography please send this way. See below for more info. If you just want to send a one off piece I will look at it and if it is really good it could be considered. I just usually like a variety of your work. Thanks.

All submissions with bio. Please let us know if something has been previously published, we will make a judgment call on whether able to include.  For Bare Bones Anthologies I’d accepted I will let you know within 1 month of email submission. I have RSD and don’t love the idea of sending rejection letters.  If you don’t receive acceptance assume we passed up this time and send something else. If you have simultaneous submissions out there, please keep this in mind. If not accepted at first, Just try again…We will not accept pieces that we deem racist, sexist, homophobic, or have pornographic themes, photos, or any type of nudity in submissions.

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Bio: David L O’Nan is a poet, short story writer, editor living in Southern Indiana. He is the editor for the Poetry & Art Anthologies “Fevers of the Mind Poetry and Art. and has also edited & curated other Anthologies including 2 inspired by Leonard Cohen and Hard Rain Poetry: Forever Dylan inspired by Bob Dylan. He has self-published works under the Fevers of the Mind Press “The Famous Poetry Outlaws are Painting Walls and Whispers” “The Cartoon Diaries” & “New Disease Streets” (2020). A compilation of 4 books “Bending Rivers” a micro poem collection “Lost Reflections” and new book “Before the Bridges Fell” (look under books tab in Amazon) under Cajun Mutt Press & “His Poetic Last Whispers” (2022) David has had work published in Icefloe Press, Dark Marrow, Truly U, 3 Moon Magazine, Elephants Never, Royal Rose Magazine, Spillwords, Anti-Heroin Chic, Cajun Mutt Press, Punk Noir Magazine, Voices From the Fire. Twitter is @davidLONan1 and for the book @feversof  Join Facebook Group: Fevers of the Mind Poetry & Arts Group . Facebook Author page DavidLONan1 and goodreads page is https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/18366060.David_L_O_Nan

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(c) Geoffrey Wren art




Hard Rain Poetry: Forever Dylan Anthology available today!

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Featuring the following:

Art/photos by Tony Aiken, Geoffrey Wren, David L O’Nan

Featured Poetry from Elizabeth Cusack
several pieces from me David L O'Nan (including debut poetry)
Ron Whitehead  (U.S. Beat Poet Laureate)
John Guzlowski
Ivor Daniel
Lynn White
James Schwartz
Robert Frede Kenter
Thasia Anne Lunger
Christian Garduno
R.M. Engelhardt
Peter Hague
Spriha Kant
Beth Mulcahy
Matthew Freeman
Kushal Poddar
Carrie Anne Golden
Joe Kidd
Troy Jackson
Mark Andrew Heathcote
w v sutra
Owen Bullock
F.E. Clark
Ethan McGuire
Ian Richardson
Doreen Stock
Peter Lilly
Dan Carpenter
Jude Neale
Clive Gresswell
Derek Smith
Tim Troglen
Billy Watson
Maid Corbic
Brenda E. Nwafor
Kathryn Sadakierski
Sadie Maskery
Jeremy Limn

Bio: David L O’Nan is a poet, short story writer, editor living in Southern Indiana. He is the editor for the Poetry & Art Anthologies “Fevers of the Mind Poetry and Art. and has also edited & curated other Anthologies including 2 inspired by Leonard Cohen and Hard Rain Poetry inspired by Bob Dylan. He has self-published works under the Fevers of the Mind Press “The Famous Poetry Outlaws are Painting Walls and Whispers” “The Cartoon Diaries” & “New Disease Streets” (2020). A compilation of 4 books “Bending Rivers” a micro poem collection “Lost Reflections” and new book “Before the Bridges Fell” (look under books tab in Amazon) under Cajun Mutt Press & “His Poetic Last Whispers” (2022) David has had work published in Icefloe Press, Dark Marrow, Truly U, 3 Moon Magazine, Elephants Never, Royal Rose Magazine, Spillwords, Anti-Heroin Chic, Cajun Mutt Press, Punk Noir Magazine, Voices From the Fire. Twitter is @davidLONan1 and for the book @feversof  Join Facebook Group: Fevers of the Mind Poetry & Arts Group . Facebook Author page DavidLONan1 and goodreads page is https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/18366060.David_L_O_Nan

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“Before the Bridges Fell” by me David L O’Nan Poetry book is out today on Cajun Mutt Press

Before the Bridges Fell is a series of poetry based on characters that are scrambling to figure out life before the inevitable destruction of their towns, their ideals, fantasy worlds, fame of past figures that seemed to work so well to influence and shape today’s world. Before the Bridges Fell and what is unknown is always in the back of your head, and you are still expected to life your life without worry, hardly. That unknowing is always there. The script isn’t fully written, and so the improvisation of our everyday lives can be scary.

https://amzn.to/3KQ3tfx is the link on Amazon!

Please read my debut poetry book with Cajun Mutt Press. Full of prose, stories, poetry that digs deep in imagery. Influenced by Anne Sexton, Sylvia Plath, Bob Dylan, Leonard Cohen, Townes Van Zandt, Bruce Springsteen, Joni Mitchell, Jack Kerouac, Marissa Nadler, Johnny Cash, Richard Brautigan, Langston Hughes and much more. Praise blurbs from Gail Crowther author of “Three-Martini Afternoons at the Ritz” poets Kushal Poddar, Robin McNamara, Robert Frede-Kenter, musicians Ron Sexsmith, Austin Lucas

If you like this book go back and read my independent collections “Bending Rivers” “Lost Reflections” “The Famous Poetry Outlaws are Painting Walls and Whispers” my Leonard Cohen Anthologies “Before I Turn Into Gold” and “Avalanches in Poetry” and the whole Fevers of the Mind Anthologies. Currently 5 volumes.

Bio: David L O’Nan is a poet, short story writer, editor living in Southern Indiana. He is the editor for the Poetry & Art Anthologies “Fevers of the Mind Poetry and Art. and has also edited & curated other Anthologies including 2 inspired by Leonard Cohen and an upcoming one inspired by Bob Dylan. He has self-published works under the Fevers of the Mind Press “The Famous Poetry Outlaws are Painting Walls and Whispers” “The Cartoon Diaries” & “New Disease Streets” (2020). A compilation of 4 books “Bending Rivers” a micro poem collection “Lost Reflections” and new book “Before the Bridges Fell” (look under books tab in Amazon) under Cajun Mutt Press & “His Poetic Last Whispers” (2022) David has had work published in Icefloe Press, Dark Marrow, Truly U, 3 Moon Magazine, Elephants Never, Royal Rose Magazine, Spillwords, Anti-Heroin Chic, Cajun Mutt Press, Punk Noir Magazine, Voices From the Fire. Twitter is @davidLONan1 and for the book @feversof  Join Facebook Group: Fevers of the Mind Poetry & Arts Group . Facebook Author page DavidLONan1 and goodreads page is https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/18366060.David_L_O_Nan

Available Now: Before I Turn Into Gold Inspired by Leonard Cohen Anthology by David L O’Nan & Contributors w/art by Geoffrey Wren

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Features artwork by Geoffrey Wren, poetry & stories from David L O’Nan, Ethan McGuire, Tom Harding, Joe Kidd, Robert Frede Kenter, Joan Hawkins, Ankh Spice, Arthur L Wood, Sadie Maskery, Kari Ann Flickinger, ps pirro, Peter Hague, Lorna Wood, Benjamin Adair Murphy, Attracta Fahy, Christina Strigas, Barney-Ashton Bullock, John W. Leys, Amy Barnes, Jim Young, Elizabeth Cusack, Richard LeDue, Michael Igoe, Samantha Terrell, Lisa Alletson, Carrie Sword, Samantha Merz, Janet Beekman, Lennon Stravato, Catherine Graham, William Taylor Jr, Kat Blair, Adrian Ernesto Cepeda, S. Reeson, Shane Schick, Gerald Jatzek, Merril D. Smith, Jim Feeney

“Before the Bridges Fell” by me David L O’Nan Poetry book is out today on Cajun Mutt Press

Available Now: Before I Turn Into Gold Inspired by Leonard Cohen Anthology by David L O’Nan & Contributors w/art by Geoffrey Wren

Bending Rivers: The Poetry & Stories of David L O’Nan out now!

Bio: David L O’Nan is a poet, short story writer, editor living in Southern Indiana. He is the editor for the Poetry & Art Anthologies “Fevers of the Mind Poetry and Art. and has also edited & curated other Anthologies including 2 inspired by Leonard Cohen and an upcoming one inspired by Bob Dylan. He has self-published works under the Fevers of the Mind Press “The Famous Poetry Outlaws are Painting Walls and Whispers” “The Cartoon Diaries” & “New Disease Streets” (2020). A compilation of 4 books “Bending Rivers” a micro poem collection “Lost Reflections” and new book “Before the Bridges Fell” (look under books tab in Amazon) under Cajun Mutt Press & “His Poetic Last Whispers” (2022) David has had work published in Icefloe Press, Dark Marrow, Truly U, 3 Moon Magazine, Elephants Never, Royal Rose Magazine, Spillwords, Anti-Heroin Chic, Cajun Mutt Press, Punk Noir Magazine, Voices From the Fire. Twitter is @davidLONan1 and for the book @feversof  Join Facebook Group: Fevers of the Mind Poetry & Arts Group . Facebook Author page DavidLONan1 and goodreads page is https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/18366060.David_L_O_Nan

Poetry: Oxycodone by Jeremy Limn

photo from pixabay

Oxycodone

Sombre oxycodone sand, I feel the weight of necessary 
regret, purple, and wine-like molluscs shimmering 
in the Bay of Fires, I am here, 
I think about the dolour of a sleepwalking cursed skylark, for there 
is imagery to be found on a hospital bed a tweed Herringbone
coat of oaky displeasure solid and gold, and I see time fold 
I want these thoughts to make sense, 
and to make sense of myself I must believe, 
for to love is to understand the true cost of the imagination 
to believe in love is to reprieve myself from my ulcerative colitis  
for there is a blackwood panther on this hospital bed with me 
I feel it accentuates the composure of lost gods,  
and lost minds there is nothing to regret
but regret itself, for I want to make sense of this dream all those
Jellyfish singing Mariah Carey’s song hero, 
I see that Lord Bryon Is a black swan drinking 
a pipe on a piece of red  gum 
slowly vanishing before my naked eyes? 
on these trepid waters, and to make sense of 
this marvel, this pain I am suffering my thoughts 
have no connection only a seamless melody one 
that exudes the displeasure of myself in myself, 
there is an empty chasm where the poisoned 
vapored orchids of myself corrode in the ocean paper
of the luxurious glee of me. 


Bio: Jeremy Limn is a 28-year-old poet who has published three books of poetry, Raining Poems, The Auguries of Lost Lilacs, and The Roses Forget You, his work also appeared in the 2016 July Issue of Infernal Ink Magazine, and the Yearbook for the University of Tasmania 2015, and published twice with Vext Magazine, The Ernest Becker Foundation.

Collaboration Poem “Bleeding Summer City Sidewalks” by David L O’Nan & R.D. Johnson

photo by Ahmed

Bleeding Summer City Sidewalks

David (the stresses)

Nibbling hard on frozen lips, little veins with child bearing hips
She was walking into the eyes of the Queen city.
Being judged by the hustlers and the wandering hands.
Her feet can’t shuttle fast behind her buried toes.
Bunched up and forgotten.  Where is the heavenly triumph?
Let me live again.  Shedding fingernails onto the street again.
Shedding heartaches by the fleeting men.
She watches children grow and wonder if they even know.
When will dad be home behind the banging doors, leave us some
Old shit from bargain bins. Can’t sing the gospel . Can’t paint away the sins.
Of the bleeding Cincinnati.  Begin to rewrite scripture in every bead 
of our sweat.

Left behind in Covington is her Lil' sis  
Working a tavern til the morning shift
She has an ex with a heart, and an ex who don't.  One has the check, one has the knife to her throat. Threats, threats, so many threats.
When morning divorce ended with midnight clips. Not for cuts, but a finality.
She closed her eyes and swung for the totality of him falling to the past, fall to the river. He stalked her down and she won. Or she thought. Blue lights boom can they tell the hero from the felon?
 Let her talk, just let her talk. You yell shut up and don't let the lady talk.
She was bleeding for Cincinnati.  And they say they have to wait for some cold hard truth. Like the hours of ignored calls them weren't convincing. 


R.D (the recovery)

Bleeding but not broken
Every bruise shows her journey
The perseverance
The adversity she overcame to arrive here
She wasn’t washed up by the Ohio River from the Kentucky side
She arrived with a purpose 
A sentiment to her past
In how she will not go back to her former life
Onward and upwards 
Cincinnati is the land of hills and valleys
She knows them all too well


She finally was heard 
When she met with the many women of the Midwest
The union instilled a sisterhood amongst them that was an unbreakable bond
The bleeding had to stop
Now, Cincinnati can be strong 
Covington can be strong
Lady Liberty will let them all be strong 


Bios:

Follow R.D. Johnson on twitter @r_d_Johnson                                                                                     R.D. Johnson is a pushcart nominee, a best of the net nominee for Fevers of the Mind  "(Not Just On) Juneteenth"    Reggie is an author reigning out of Cincinnati, Ohio. At the age of 9, he found a love for writing while on summer vacation. With influences from music, Reggie has created a rhythmic style of writing to tell his personal experiences and beyond.  Reggie has several books available on all major online retailers and his work can be seen in various literary magazines. He currently has two columns, Drunken Karaoke featured on Daily Drunk Magazine & REPLAYS featured on The Poetry Question. https://thepoetryquestion.com/category/replay-rdj/ 

Bio: David L O'Nan is a poet, short story writer, editor living in Southern Indiana.  He is the editor for the Poetry & Art Anthologies "Fevers of the Mind Poetry and Art. and has also edited & curated other Anthologies including 2 inspired by Leonard Cohen and 1 for Bob Dylan, as well as the anthology series "Bare Bones Writing" He has self-published works under the Fevers of the Mind Press "The Famous Poetry Outlaws are Painting Walls and Whispers" "The Cartoon Diaries" & "New Disease Streets" (2020). A compilation of 4 books "Bending Rivers" a micro poem collection "Lost Reflections" and new book "Before the Bridges Fell" (look under books tab in Amazon) under Cajun Mutt Press & "His Poetic Last Whispers" (2022)  David has had work published in Icefloe Press, Dark Marrow, Truly U, 3 Moon Magazine, Elephants Never, Royal Rose Magazine, Spillwords, Anti-Heroin Chic, Cajun Mutt Press, Punk Noir Magazine, Voices From the Fire.  Twitter is @davidLONan1 and for the book @feversof     Join Facebook Group: Fevers of the Mind Poetry & Arts Group .   Facebook Author page DavidLONan1   and goodreads page is https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/18366060.David_L_O_Nan 





Poetry & Video from Tova Beck-Friedman : “Jephthah’s Daughter”

Jephthah’s Daughter

you might have heard my story
though couldn’t have known it was me
you might have heard my story
an only daughter
of a mighty king
young with hair long and shiny
pampered in the palace with wants and luxury
never spared a wish
then as men do
my father, the king
took arms
not sure against whom
he had vowed
on his triumphal return
that the first one to greet him
would be offered to his god
the glory of his almighty
requires that gift
I’m just a nameless girl
you might have heard my story
It was just bad luck
that I rushed to greet him
while he came down the road
you might have heard my story
just a nameless girl
sacrificed on the altar
of a mighty god
unnamed
but not spared
you might have heard my story
Post Script
Jephthah’s daughter
was remembered by the daughters of Israel
who every year lament her death
the death of a nameless girl


Bio: Tova Beck-Friedman is a visual artist, filmmaker, writer and poet.
In recent work she fuses poetry and moving images to create cine-poems.
Her work has been shown internationally in film festivals, museums, galleries
and on television.  Her poems have been published in Whispers and Echoes magazine,  
Extinction Rebellion Creative Hub and Fevers of the Mind.   

http://tbfstudio.com
https://www.facebook.com/tova.beckfriedman
twitter: @tbfstudio

2 Poems from Kushal Poddar: Spade, A Spade & The Profile Photo Has Expired

from Pixabay

Spade, A Spade

Never been a people reader
and today, I am no better.
The cloud, now a face, 
and now a short shower
to mud, blinks with the rays.
I open the sketchbook
and try to replicate the drawing
of a spade that made 
a ten years old ne proud,
and all my lines wriggle like
the worms beneath a flower bed.


The Profile Photo Has Expired

"You look so depressed." 
They say.
The med 
must have died
in my cabinet.
If I smile 
a hoary feline will lift its face.
A mouse's intestine still hangs 
from the corner of its mouth.


Bio -
An author and a father, Kushal Poddar, works as a journalist. He authored eight books and has been translated into eleven languages across the globe.

Twitter- https://twitter.com/Kushalpoe
Find and follow him at amazon.com/author/kushalpoddar_thepoet

Poetry by Michael Igoe: Chaser & In Garnet Light

photo from pixabay

Chaser

Much too busy                                                                                                                                                   in the searching                                                                                                                                               for new kinds                                                                                                                                                    of bloodsport.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        I can’t help but think,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   everything's the same.                                                                                                                                            In exponential panics                                                                                                                           owning to indifference.                                                                                                                                      But who is the mystery guest,                                                                                                                                   traveling on the mystery train.                                                                                                                                     He’s a long distance runner                                                                                                                                                                                                       in dismay while he fox hunts.                                                                                                                               Deep  in the vacant park,                                                                                                                    he lays down on asphalt                                                                                                                                                       he feels its gentle current.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      We recognized his many faces                                                                                                                           as the parts of a physical form.                                                                                                              If it happened otherwise                                                                                                                                      we couldn’t know them.

In Garnet Light

If it's garnet light                                                                                                                                                     we’ll be as lucid                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    as we’re tranquil.                                                                                                                                            Like the real name                                                                                                                                                           of our favorite sea                                                                                                                                                      on  moon’s surface.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Through the hole in the roof,                                                                                                                                                   stars gleam by the thousands                                                                                                                                           like the steel on an ax handle.                                                                                                                                                           Feeling bumped from                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         ever ready cat's paws.                                                                                                                                    Now the diesel howls,                                                                                                                                    demands are known                                                                                                                    for all of its payloads                                                                                                                                           So where were we,                                                                                                                                                                        here with the saint                                                                                                                                 You need to tell Joey,                                                                                                                                                    he's the younger man.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         He just left from church,                                                                                                                                                  one where his head hides                                                                                                                                                 behind the softest stones.                                                                                                                                               It’s the Angel Gabriel                                                                                                                                            he takes as a moniker                                                                                                                                                         the beautiful monster                                                                                                                                          I  will always rely on.                                                                                                                                              The kids at church                                                                                                                                             seem to feel sorry.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    “I am really sorry God,                                                                                                                                                                         for whatever I’ve done.”                                                                                                                                God tries to understand.      

 

Bio: Michael Igoe, neurodiverse city boy, Chicago now Boston, recovery staff at Boston University Center For Psych Rehab. Many works appear in journals online and print. Recent: Spare Change News(Cambridge MA), thebluenib.com, minerallit.com. Avalanches In Poetry Anthology@amazon.com. National Library Of Poetry Editor's Choice For 1997. Twitter: MichaelIgoe5. poetryinmotion416254859.wordpress.com. Urban Realism, Surrealism. I like the Night.