By John Grey Tornado's been through. Time to make what from whatever. See what fell enough to need to be taken down. Or to admire the still standing structures. say hosannas to unknown architects. Once again it's hammered home that the earth has weather and we're left with the rest. And it's arbitrary. Maybe that's … Continue reading “WHEN COWS FLEW”
“An Inward Light”
By Jonathan Hine independent of the structures illumined shines through this real world location with multiple exposure stroboscopic time images lightly flowing towards sharper focus at 6 to 12 frames per second
“Dove”
By Thomas Page I am student teaching a senior level class in Washington, DC. They have to write some poems on these prompts. I decided to try all 30 of them. However, I will not say what the prompt was but what its number was. I It flew above us all White as a … Continue reading “Dove”
“The Man in White”
By Chinu James You painted my heart in Red Yet, I always see you in white Every time you cover my eyes in tears I close them and visit your smile I tried to run from you Yet, everywhere I went l found you I could never touch you Yet l felt I owned you … Continue reading “The Man in White”
Loch Ness (Ian’s Night)
By Tricia Marcella Cimera On the banks of the Loch Ness the murderer Ian sees the Monster watching from the black-water edge. Ian is not fearful — he’s just killed his mistress (cried like a bairn) and blood fills his heart, his face a gray rock, cold as a grave. … Continue reading Loch Ness (Ian’s Night)
“Pink”
By Thomas Page I am student teaching a senior level class in Washington, DC. They have to write some poems on these prompts. I decided to try all 30 of them. However, I will not say what the prompt was but what its number was. Prompt #5 There is a lake in Australia that is … Continue reading “Pink”
“What Shall I Do, My Dear?”
By Tabassum Tahmina Shagufta Hussein Once the Sky told me to paint your eyes with his limitless/infinite shades, The Ocean overheard, He said, how can it be? how can it be? When He has boundless blues. Tell me dear, whom shall I please? When I was wondering, in what new name shall I call … Continue reading “What Shall I Do, My Dear?”
Poem by Marc Carver
I walk out in the street and people smile at me and wave at me what the hell do they do it for I really don/t know but still they do it like I am some champion I just made it out of the house and that is a big thing for me maybe they … Continue reading Poem by Marc Carver
Poems by Nardine Sanderson
Bright eye. She may have wept his parted days, and sleepless nights a restless gaze Into starlight there above In countless mourning Of their love For dreams lay withered A flowers fool Drained of water, each tear ran dry But there lay fortunate With peaceful cry A galaxy known, to her bright eye. Beauty of … Continue reading Poems by Nardine Sanderson
