Poems by John Anthony Fingleton

Through a Rain Covered Window in Saint Petersburg The sky is clouding over, The wind is building up, I think a lot of rain is going to fall, The little birds that know these things, Are singing in the trees, A warning to all creatures, great and small. Outside the cars are speeding up; People … Continue reading Poems by John Anthony Fingleton

“Last Night’s Fiesta”

By John Anthony Fingleton   The fiesta went on all night, Finally finishing at 5 AM, When the streets were handed back to the dogs. Not sure if their barking Was a protest of missing all that polka mixed with Rap? Or they were only dogs –just being dogs. Myself I missed the pyrotechnics, Well … Continue reading “Last Night’s Fiesta”