ubterranean Blue Poetry
"for those subterranean blues"

The Cover Art/Photo:

"The Sun King: sunflower island"

by Rebecca Anne Banks

". . . sunshine and some sad afternoon"

The Sun King

and lions

the rain

in love

in war

comrades at arms

the Marvello

all the cat hair in Phoenix

Paris before the war

sky blue, warm yellow and verdant green

they looked so happy

in the arcade

sweet Passover wine

my friend, my friend, i

("your breasts are fluttering birds")

a series of days

a certain rhythm


of days

(shadows of a broken heart)

1,000 white plates pile up the wall

haphazard, one on top of another

the weight

defies gravity

the weight

of walls

the box caravan

blue Winston's


love god of the Mycenae

blue Ronnie

a dearheart #

so sad the Argensia

(i kiss your lips sweetly)

it's a false face society

a good and honest day hospital

shiasta melancholia

(red lilies in my underwear)

a series of 1,000's of days

of darkness

morning to evening

evening to morning

at the monasterium

we dress in robes

no one talks

we leave written messages

in mailboxes

to move through silence

silent days

move through seasons


anxious we awake

in Spring

to see who has survived the winter

next and next

rain falling and falling

my eyes

the gift of 1,000 years

of the colour blue

the colour of the sky

(in silence


in a shoebox

we do healing prayers

through the walls

by season

the blue season

"where angels fear to tread

trouble follows"

under the hot Italian sun)

(i run my hands over all of him)

oberkind boulevard

the way the day is still

ancient rites of Susskind

o' Chicago

(you enter me like rain)

(and so Major Barbara

the munitions factory

so clean and white

the naked bodies

on the finely manicured lawn)

and pearly aces

o' the lily white hands


bah Delilah

cock fight

the blue hen

the blue cock


and sunny side eggs with buttered toast for dinner

end game

mouse trap

the game of sorry

aurora borealis

and a word from our sponsor

winter weed

soldiers we march the carousel


sink into Mai Tai's

another Summer

another day

another night

capture the sun

how bright the morning

in my eyes

you think you can hold onto

the flower

through your hands


through your hands

the night, the galaxies inside

go dark

burn your soul


how dark the time alone

quiet murmurs

from the kettle

how bright the day

in shadows"

Subterranean Blue Poetry Presents!

The New Age Renaissance Republic White Flag Manifesto

"we surrender . . . now give us what we want"

"Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"
- from The New Colossus
(inscribed on the Statue of Liberty)
by Emma Lazarus

We the people of Subterranean Blue Poetry announce . . . we are the democracy of poetry, a true meritocracy for the best reads of the New Age Renaissance Republic. That whosoever enter these walls shall be forever celebrated. Give us your poor, your downtrodden, those of heavy hearts, your brilliant Poets and Artists and we shall publish them.

The New Age Renaissance Republique Creation Policy: It is the intent of this Poetry Editor/Artist that all content of Subterranean Blue Poetry and its publications, is based solely in artistic license. The new original offerings, with new original words, new original syntax, new original language usage are new original creations in Art Nouveau with no intent or purpose past the freedom of creative license, in the Spirit of the New Age.

Subterranean Blue Poetry is a New Age Internet Poetry and Art Publishing Café. We are currently accepting New Age Poetry and Art @ Submissions. Please send me your Books of Poetry and I will write a Book Review. We thrive on new original word synergies. All Poets and their poetry are welcome and we are especially looking for homegrown Poets from the Canadian/American Indian Community, Quebec, small town Canada, International Poets and anyone who was ever considered "the other”. New Age Art offerings are for the masthead of each issue.

We pay Poets and Artists $10 per poem, $20 per Article of Poetic Interest, and $20 per Masthead Art/Photo. Renumeration is paid in the month of publication. In an Online Arts Economy it is important that Poets/Artists are paid for their time, work and talent. It is also important that the Poetry Editor is paid as well and we are introducing a small Reading Fee of $1 per Poem up to 5 Poems per Poetry Submission.

We also offer Online Poetry/Art Workshops, Book Marketing Services (Book Reviews, Social Media, Ads at Subterranea . . . and Subterranean Blue Poetry Imprints and Chapbooks), Poetry Book Editing/Publishing Services, French Language Poetry Translation and WebSite Development @ Services.

We the undersigned,

Subterranean Blue Poetry

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