By Thomas Page The snake is at my heel- Protoevangelium- I nearly crush it
by Thomas Page Mistletoe over The door, wrapped in holly White and green and red
by Thomas Page I've been told that frogs Will sit idly in boiling Water; me in summer
By John Page The room is dark. I want to walk. I can't see. Walk into something sharp. Ouch!!!
By John Page The man looks at the sky. The sky looks at him. Man is nature and nature is man. All is connected with all.
Sestina- French form. One poem Hurricane by Thomas Page Calm birds go berserk, palmettos swaying Gently until the sky darkens sharply With the howl of the Sahel's wet season Rushing over the Atlantic islands With an eye spinning on itself until It veers towards the Americas. Having No indication of what it is having … Continue reading Tommy poem – hurricane
By Thomas Page Decima: this is a Spanish form. Normal poem that can be posted without attribution. There are two decimas here. In philosophy class students Scratch their heads at a box drawn on The board. The professor draws long Lines, hoping that the picture warrants A house with child and his parents "What can … Continue reading Tommy Decima
By Jessica Ricks Josh Hamel’s bare feet padded across the wood of the pier at Pacific Beach in San Diego. Just twenty feet away from the edge of the pier, Josh saw freedom. He picked up speed until they reached the edge. With all his strength, he jumped off the pier, soared through the air … Continue reading Putting the Pieces Back Together
By Jessica Ricks Cloaked in the evening shadows, Dinah quietly stalked the towns making her rounds as usual to find ways to make life better for people. From helping a little girl find her lost cat, to guarding a man from being hit by a car, her duty from day to day as an angel … Continue reading Darkness Vs. Light
By John Page How GPS works. Walk. WALK. WALK WALK WALK. Wrong way. Still wrong. Why bother. Panic that you will never find the place. Walk and walk and walk again. STOP! You are here.