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Three Poems by Ben Nardolilli

Updated: Feb 6, 2022

Webdesign, Development and Marketing

Ready for website designing? I think so, after years of soul-searching,

and squaring things with the British Department of the treasury, I feel I can meet

the challenges laid out in layouts, may the peace of the Lord be with whoever

puts the site together, they will need it while sifting through the remains

of whatever shells of past selves I’ve left trailing behind me in my trawl online

Am I good sir or madam? That’s what I really want to find out, the design

will tell the story, if the design is truly good, I might be an evil wretch, it’s fine,

that’s what the soul-searching was for, to be available for verdicts

others may send my way, years of purposeful breathing helped the most with it,

between these lips is the gates of Avalon, is that web address taken yet?

I don’t want to bring more customers in to shop, there’s nothing here to buy,

I just want to own their attention, is there a grant to complete the work?

Only the best need apply with the best money, I may have to offer assistance to ship

a gold bar in order to complete the purchase, and I will be released, online,

for passersby to look at, rebranded and ready to collect traffic for traffic’s sake

His Nook

So far, he is safe from the coordinated drive

of colors in this pseudochrome house,

where a white background and blue foreground

line every room and the hallways that connect them,

against them, he sees a shore that is rising,

rising up to one day come and collect his things,

the contrast they provide is a danger

that constantly wounds his parents’ aesthetic sense

Outside of his room, all the furniture, rugs,

and other accessories sink into a perfect match

with their surroundings, at peace,

his items are exempt, a privilege of youth,

the bright burgundy bear, his polka dot blanket,

all of his favorite socks with their plaid patches,

he stays up at night guarding them,

listening for wooden steps, naptime brings real rest

At the Bohemia

My face values itch, it must mean my next

evening job alerts are here, believe me, I’m not giddy

about the gridlock or being skint,

I clap because I care and I pretend the applause is for me,

the cyber swamp fest of tokens and turnstiles

is at bay, at last, I might just grill if stewing here fails

Associates have a job I might be interested in,

why the open question?

Ordering at home in a shelter in place, Monday

is an open day for me, a deadline for millions of others,

so critical, but really a reminder that healthcare

is a heroic epic to achieve and unlock, not a human right

Biography : Ben Nardolilli currently lives in New York City. His work has appeared in Perigee Magazine, Red Fez, Danse Macabre, The 22 Magazine, Quail Bell Magazine, Elimae, The Northampton Review, Local Train Magazine, The Minetta Review, and Yes Poetry. He blogs at and is trying to publish his novels.

Photo courtsey : rightfully owner

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