By Juanita Rey At night, a silence not even traffic can break through.Five days alone after two days companyPlates shine in the tray.Same with utensils.And cabinet doors.I’ve had time to clean.And clean again.I haven’t the urge to read or write.I could call a friendbut a voice is not what I need right now.I drink coffee,for … Continue reading Keeping Watch
An Accounting
By John Grey I grew up in Australiaand you in Massachusetts.How we got togetherjust feels like small changeat this point.No need to stuff my hand in my pocket.I know it’s there.Randomness, coincidence…they’re just quarters and dimes,pennies even.The real money is us.We count on itmore than we count it. John Grey is an Australian poet, US … Continue reading An Accounting
Sunday Rain
By Stephen Mead Dove-gray of course, another peace-pearlthe sheen of these streets,the droplets speckling screens & panesthrough the sounds of some near-slumber -this twittering of birds behind that highway,those tires sizzling to distance& then again, lemon air,the rain thrumming over the petalsin pockets of quiet I feel with shut eyes,the lids as wings vowing today, … Continue reading Sunday Rain
Four Spring Haiku
By Jim Bates Purple ConeflowerMonarch butterfly alightsDouble delightful.After somber rainPretty morning glories bloomUnexpected gift.Belief they will growCarrot seeds planted with careFaith in Nature's hands.Woodland stream flowingWhispering sweet trickling songsNature's lullaby. Jim lives in a small-town twenty miles west of Minneapolis, Minnesota. His stories and poems have appeared in over three hundred publications. “Resilience” a collection … Continue reading Four Spring Haiku
The Child Who Lived in Books
By Elanur Williams I am looking for that bright-eyed childwhose words whispered spells hidden between the shelves, who spent afternoons scavenging the tall stacks for stories, leavesrustling in the half-light. Elanur Williams is a teacher who has taught in elementary schools and at adult learning centers. She writes from New York, where she lives with her … Continue reading The Child Who Lived in Books
Sleep Eludes Me
By Michael De Rosa Sleep eludes me.Every minute seems to have more than sixty seconds.Seconds take their time to slide away.The night is still, but not my mind.Katydids had ceased their chirping.But not the buzzing of my thoughts.Reliving the worst of times.All my shortcomings, failures. In all their color and sound.Did I really say that, … Continue reading Sleep Eludes Me
Fox Robe
By John Ziegler She called it the fox robe which it wasn’t.I found it in the steamer trunk in her atticwrapped in brown butcher paper.It was more of a blanket.Eight fox pelts with glass eyes, a hint of fine yellow teeth.Unrolled, it released the aroma of moth ballsintended to prevent moths from eating the foxes.The … Continue reading Fox Robe
Broken
By Cynthia Pitman My bones ache, cracked by emptiness.I long to be lowered into a bath of soothing nectarfrom the wild honeysuckle.I will vine to the skyand sprout leaves of spring green.From my vine will blossomtiny, white-petaled flowers divine – flowers with a pink-tipped kiss withinand with pollen-topped stamensstained gold from an alchemist’s rain.When the … Continue reading Broken
Pigeon and Dove – II
By Dr. Vahidhusen Sayyad Originally published in "My Son & Other Poems" A pigeon has fallen in love.Not with a pigeon but a dove.They are so different from each otherBut not departed from one another.They talk the same love language.Their feelings no one can discourage. Though none around them can accept.The world cannot understand their … Continue reading Pigeon and Dove – II
Love Poem
By lilith connor I used to be able to spin words like poetry to suit my will. Curve around the entrances and beginnings, soft as snow, beckoning you to come inside. Close the exit, it's doors twisting shut, pulling strings at my wish.I used to be able to have others do what I wanted.But now … Continue reading Love Poem
Academy of the Heart And Mind 