A flash of blue Just a hint In my peripheral vision As I gaze across my yard What have I seen If anything at all? Cobalt sky laced with white clouds? No, ‘twas more ephemeral Indigo cats-paw ripples Dappled with golden sunlight On the surface of the backyard pool? Nay, ‘twas more elusive There, again … Continue reading 1st Place Springtime Contest: “A Flash of Blue” by Mike Turner
Meaningless Crusade
By Wayne Russell The electricity that we felt between us, is now snuffed out. The flicker of a flame, now doused. No more euphoric rapture, only a whirlpool consuming emotions, everything pulling into a dark void. Life is one meaningless crusade, they will forget that we ever existed by morning. They will leave our … Continue reading Meaningless Crusade
Only They Are Mine–My Parents
By Sahaj Sabharwal When everyone is there, concerned with their own lives, Only they are here with me, Not concerned about themselves, But with my life only. When everyone is against me, Only they are with me, And as they believe me and know me well , Are enough against any number of people … Continue reading Only They Are Mine–My Parents
Poems by Ursula McCabe
We used to sing more We used to sing more- Mothers murmured refrains to babes, children danced in the forest, sticks waving, all master conductors, singing out from under bobbing hemlock branches. During world wars, the infantry would shout out bawdy tunes full of drink and women, their boots caked with mud and blood, but … Continue reading Poems by Ursula McCabe
Respite
By Mike Turner Wild bluebells grow On rolling field And sway in gentle breeze While gold sun’s glow Through cotton clouds Filters through rustling leaves Grass soft and green Lays as our floor Our roof the vaulting sky A moment’s rest From labor’s toils All seen in my mind’s eye Bio: Mike Turner … Continue reading Respite
Pancakes
By James Bates Auntie Gertie spent more time that summer teaching me how to make pancakes than was probably necessary but I was just a ten year old kid who'd rather have been playing baseball or video games than fooling around in the kitchen learning to cook; that didn't matter to Auntie. She had a … Continue reading Pancakes
Moirae and Transcendental Idealism
Moirae and transcendental idealism: How can dreams be categorised as transcendental idealism? An essay on my book Moirae, based on Kant’s doctrine of transcendental idealism vs transcendental realism. By Mehreen Ahmed This paper focuses on my published book, Moirae. In this, I discuss dreams in the light of Kant’s doctrine of transcendental idealism. From the outset, … Continue reading Moirae and Transcendental Idealism
My Tears, Dreams and Songs
By Tabassum Tahmina Shagufta Hussein Your dream resides in my tears. Your dream lives silently, Softly in solitude. Do you know that? My tears mirror you. And I only see you in my tears As a reflection. How can I feel you? Silently, he lives in my fathomless heart, As a song and sings. … Continue reading My Tears, Dreams and Songs
Poems by Linda Imbler
When All Looks Dim, You Keep Shining Do not give up the fight to keep love from growing dark. Your endeavors to light up the world do matter. It will seem that those who hate do not slow their efforts, but nothing changes quickly, and all hearts can find truth. When it seems like fear … Continue reading Poems by Linda Imbler
Life is Brief
By Nancy Lou Henderson Budding and growing in early Spring, shaping, then becoming colors of green. Rustling and holding tight, cooling, then shading in the sunlight. Changing and turning brown in the Fall, floating, then bouncing like a ball. Rolling and sailing in the wind, rising, then gliding once again. Twirling and dancing in … Continue reading Life is Brief
