By Bradford Middleton I wake with a startle as three Sharks come to circle me in myOwn pool of fear as a dreamComes to horrify me awake.The sharks are as big as anySpielberg could have imagined& I know even the hint of redWould mean my imminentDemise but as I look up ISee a girl climbing … Continue reading The Sharks Are Circling My Dreams
bike ride
By Greg Wood you can ride to the sun on a bicyclepainted in spring greens.an echo of the world,travel upthroughsprawlingblues;not all the way upto the raging fire,its blazing redsits singeinggreensand whites,just to the layerbeneathwhere goldencoins of lightunfurl and spilllike waterfallsthrough yourhands,shimmeringmirrorsof eternity.soon they gush alongthe pavement ofyour past as if it, too,can be cleansedof finitudewatch … Continue reading bike ride
Delightful Duet
By John RC Potter I Could Write A Poem I could write a poem;What with waiting over four hours in the airport.I could write a poem, with all this time before me.I could write a poem with just a little bit of inspiration.I could write a poem, words of wisdom and wit.I could write a … Continue reading Delightful Duet
5 Poems
By Mike Turner Kintsugi I don’t remember the first time my heart brokeBut it has been broken many timesAnd put back together, piece by pieceSome of my own effort, some the comfort of othersSilent tears running as moonlit riversIn some ways, the breaks have made my heart more fragileOr perhaps it’s that I’ve become more … Continue reading 5 Poems
Not with a Bang
By Robert Beveridge World creaksto a haltsterile inhabitantssicken and dieno one leftto bury themlie in the streetsmummifiedlast cousinstoo weak to move Robert Beveridge (he/him) makes noise (xterminal.bandcamp.com) and writes poetry on unceded Mingo land (Akron, OH). He published his first poem in a non-vanity/non-school publication in November 1988, and it's been all downhill since. Recent/upcoming … Continue reading Not with a Bang
To Become Someone
By Alex Andy Phuong The human identity Truly is a sight to behold,And given the realityOf the heart and the soul,It is up to every individual To become purely whole,So dare to uncover the mysteryWithin a world filled with beauty,And marvel at the majestyOf the wonder of splendorWithin a home like no other,And there really … Continue reading To Become Someone
Ursa Minor and Low Tides
By Ben Macnair Ursa Minor Six months before his final heart attack,my Grandfather stopped to stareat the night sky.His fingers traced the shapes and the outlinesof the Big Dipper, and the Plough,joining the stars that made Orion’s Belt.Sometimes, when walking through the inky blacknessI stare at the stars,who haven’t aged a day,and think of him.Maybe … Continue reading Ursa Minor and Low Tides
My Visit to Brontë Country: A Walk Through Haworth Parsonage
By William Hardy “What I love shall come like a visitant of air.” - The Visionary, by Emily Brontë. CHAPTER I The Ground Floor. The Exterior I’m stood outside the Haworth Parsonage where I’m inhaling the fresh Yorkshire air with my eyes calmly shut. I can hear rain patter against the front steps, but the … Continue reading My Visit to Brontë Country: A Walk Through Haworth Parsonage
Between the Teeth
By Wu Yu Lilian wakes up in the stomach of night. Again. It is not even 5 am yet. The first lesson begins at eight, and she needs at least one hour getting dressed and wandering around the apartment purposelessly, trying to figure out what to do next. Minutes marching on, Lilian closes her eyes. … Continue reading Between the Teeth
Rattlesnake Mountain
By Bernard Martoia The drumming of rain against the Deer Head Inn’s windowpane stirred Waffle Print from sleep. After twelve straight days of sun in Pennsylvania, the weather changed, mirroring his challenging endeavor to cross New Jersey. Then, he remembered the crowded streets as he made a frantic trip to Manhattan to buy himself boots. … Continue reading Rattlesnake Mountain
Academy of the Heart And Mind 