By Mike Turner Mourning / Memories Sad in fits and starts Nursing broken hearts Gaping holes that will not soon be filled Lonely days and nights More wrong than is right Rivers of our tears that have been spilled Slowly we emerge From dark mourning and grief Warm in golden sunrise Sensing there’s relief In … Continue reading Mourning / Morning and Petal’d Memories
An Offering of Purple
By Channie Greenberg
The Labouring Flower
By Anthony Ward Snowdrops droop Steeped in sentiment Like perched memories Appearing forlorn and frail Wearing winters fleece Blending with their harsh climate They could be so easily trampled Yet stand resilient Braced against brute force Slugging it against the odds Hardy and robust Modestly opposed to the bountiful beauty Of springs bloom Bearing just … Continue reading The Labouring Flower
Man of New Ages
By NIGHTMAN The man in the new ages, Lonely he must feel— To only be touched By shades of blue screens. No more he hears songs whispered— In ears of his children— About tales of night, about armored knights By a woman's lips whom she dearly once kissed. Oh dear moon and stars Oh you … Continue reading Man of New Ages
A Haunting Voice and Other Poems
By Doug J. Lanzo A Haunting Voice Her face was clad in blue and yellow, with kobza played quite musically, her voice rang out across the courtyard, to tender ears of school-age children, all gathered round attentively, piercing their souls with haunting refrain: “All we are is dust in the wind…” It echoed through the … Continue reading A Haunting Voice and Other Poems
Surrender
By Caroline Reddy I want to see serenity in our eyes as we explore our souls so that I don’t have to retreat when the amber leaves fall… the Eastward wind is swift lifting up the hems of a purple bohemian skirt and I remembered all the losses the stairs and the smell of death— … Continue reading Surrender
Home, What Happens When You Don’t Have One
By Debra J. White Home can be a studio apartment with leaky plumbing, a cracked ceiling and pesky cockroaches or a spacious mansion with a neatly manicured lawn and a four-car garage. For cats and dogs, home can be with an owner who lives in a lakeside cabin or with a senior citizen in a … Continue reading Home, What Happens When You Don’t Have One
Sydney’s Missing Eye
By Luke Beling Sydney had one eye. I used to ask him, when he’d drive me to school, what happened to the other one. He'd tell me a different story every day then laugh through a set of crooked, stained teeth. I marveled at how he'd reverse our big car down the steep driveway. It … Continue reading Sydney’s Missing Eye
Ajar & Of Love Poems
By Casey Shelley Ajar Entwined, a bond you cannot break: maternal. Together, she would say there’s always a way. There wasn’t. I knew, at nineteen, nothing but latex and IV’s. The smell of it: spreading. Appointed to watch while light decayed to dark. It happened and I held my life in a jar of ashes. … Continue reading Ajar & Of Love Poems
Academy of the Heart And Mind 