The Poet's House

Michael Plante

  • The Republic of Alice

    by Michael Plante I’ve surfed the rabbit hole of illusiona dark twisting vortex of imaginationand landed with a thud that shook the worldas the queen of hearts cried in the night. I ate rabbit stew because he was too opinionated… Continue reading

  • Mother Asked Why

    by Michael Plante Intuitively  I push the envelope to the edge-Mother asked why?I could never answer.Scribed on the envelope was My Lifedetails nobody knew about.The thoughts taken into a nightmareexposed my weaknessand fortified my tenacity. The envelope teetered on the… Continue reading

  • Goodnight America

    by Michael Plante Riding the coattails of insanity,grasping the tail of the purple elephantlicking a silver-plated spoon made of ledtransfixed by the wick’s amber.Good night Americathe doors are closed. Outsiders live on the fringesleeping on vacant sofasoffice workers shuffle their… Continue reading