Featured Poet Submissions

Send 5 of your best poems and bio note up to 75 words in the body of an email but send jpeg photo (head shot) as attachment to gasmediasubmissions2@gmail.com If you don't hear back within 5 days, it's a pass. Wait at least 2 months before trying again.

GAS Video Show Submissions

First watch at least the most recent show from beginning to end. You will find them here: https://www.youtube.com/BelindaSubraman or on this blog. This will give you a feel for exactly what the project is about. Next step is to contact me and direct me to some of your work on the internet and tell me how you’d like to contribute. General guidelines: Poetry video submissions should between 2-4 minutes, mp4 format and high definition. You must use a transfer service. They're free and safe. I usually use http://wetransfer.com You could also use Google Dropbox with permission to download. Music submissions should be between 1-3 minutes, approximately. Art submissions should be high resolution jpegs, 300 pixels per inch is preferable. The “weight” of each photo should be between 2-4 megabytes. You may also request an interview reading but those are generally by invitation only.

GAS 10: Poetry, Art and Music

Wednesday, January 13, 2021

GAS Featured Poet: Mike James

Mike James makes his home outside Nashville, Tennessee and has published widely. His many poetry collections include: Journeyman’s Suitcase (Luchador), Jumping Drawbridges in Technicolor (Blue Horse), and Crows in the Jukebox (Bottom Dog.) He currently serves as an associate editor of Unbroken.

That Same Vincent of Alehouse Fame


If he found wrinkles he called them timelines, 

And read between. Firmly believed in survival 

Of the sleekest. So he put on makeup when 

He kissed up to anyone on stepstool or ladder. 

Despite a fear of his own height he played 

Through, was well played. 

Normally, kisses happened on clean shaven 

Days. That was not quite every day

Because of leap year extras. He was always 

Pocket-mint fresh, perfumed. So, of course, 

He loved daisies. There are over 

Twenty thousand daisy varieties. 

At night he counted them instead of sheep. 

He seldom dreamed of falling, but often of fields. 



She had a lot of secrets.

Some in the pockets of the summer dresses she wore year-round.

Some kept out back in an old shed beside oil cans and butt-busted cane chairs.

A couple were lonesome in the sugar jar, after she gave up pie.

Some were in the blonde first curl above her forehead.

One of the secrets was the type of music she kept in her glittery, flapper hat.

She kept that hat in the spare closet at the end of a hall she seldom went down.


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