By Ryan Flanagan The Rainbow Kid was out with his satchel after each rain reaching down into his bag feeling around for the one he put there just two weeks previous as worms broke soil, the peckish birds always waiting he muttered to himself then turned and started for home. … Continue reading The Rainbow Kid
“The World’s a Stage”
November 15th I took a deep breath in, and held it. In those few seconds, the fears I had been accumulating for the past few weeks came rushing back in, fluttering into my stomach and wrapping around my body, turning me into a trembling wreck. But then I exhaled. They flew away and I opened … Continue reading “The World’s a Stage”
Blue
by Jeff Rodrigues Blue is quiet. It is the simple melancholy of life. The silent moments that do not need reason or explanation. It is the simplicity of existence and its ebb and flow. Blue is a feeling. It can weigh you down and push you forward. It is the bright blue sky … Continue reading Blue
Overturned Hockey Net, Meredith St., Little Current
By Ryan Flanagan I am walking along Meredith Street with a single bag of belongings. It is quiet, most peaceful. A few cars pass but traffic is light. On the front lawn of this house I see an overturned hockey net by the window. A red-breasted robin keeps pulling at the twine. … Continue reading Overturned Hockey Net, Meredith St., Little Current
April Showers- Honorable Mentions
By: Dr.Imbesat Maheen Syed The air is wet and cold, And as the season unfolds, The April shower arrives, With happiness in disguise. Though I've seen this time of the year before, But I'm so unsure, It looks like I'm seeing it for the first time. The refreshing breeze, And all the shades … Continue reading April Showers- Honorable Mentions
April Showers Contest – Poetry 3rd place
A Touch of April Rain Rie Sheridan Rose There’s a rumble of thunder in the distance tonight, calling to my heart. And now, a tap at the window, as the rain comes to visit, inviting me to play. I answer the whisper, open the door, and step into the rain. Fairy kisses cool against my … Continue reading April Showers Contest – Poetry 3rd place
April Showers Contest – 2nd Place Poetry
Truth Reflected Within Raindrops on A Showery Eve By Linda Imbler What you were, and what you are, off-center, you, beheld through my raindrops of tears. What I remember, and what I see, not the same reflection, us, while viewed inside puddles on the street. Just hollow fact: lovers, friends, enemies, strangers exact.
April Showers Contest- Poetry First Place
Precipitation By Bernadette Perez Billowing thick clouds overwhelmed the sky Rain trickled Washed away frowns Smiles gleam upon children’s faces Smooth comfort milked in warmth Curdles my soul Frost forms on open spaces A cold mist Frozen ice needles stand at attention Appearance of glass across the surface ................Twinkling beauty in the streets Frolic in … Continue reading April Showers Contest- Poetry First Place
Mayhem in a Season of Honey
Mayhem in a Season of Honey -a sestina Scent of chamomile, and the smell of honey. Destruction hid in the coffee, over burnt already. She strolls into a sunroom filled with flowers and potted trees. But colors are abstract. Blind, intertwined with the immaculate darkness -- shades from the hell they’ve told her. … Continue reading Mayhem in a Season of Honey
The Book Without a Story
By Adia Keene For a painter, the first stroke on the canvas was always the most severe. If executed poorly, what could have been a masterpiece became just another tainted scrap of paper to be discarded once the day ended. Perhaps the author was a bit dramatic in her comparison. After all, a keyboard was … Continue reading The Book Without a Story
Academy of the Heart And Mind 