Ocean Restoration The only hit I have ever welcomed was the slap of a wave First, my ankles and then my thighs Shocked by the coolness yet I welcome it again and again When my waist is consumed and I gasp in delight Even when I stumble back a step and lose my footing … Continue reading Two Poems by Kelli J. Gavin
The Untranslatable: Retrouvailles
By Thomas Page The Untranslatable This is a series of poems of words that do not directly translate into English. I have tried to capture the essence of the word in a poem. I was working near the mainstage With a clicker in my hand And a mappack at my waist As the summer sun … Continue reading The Untranslatable: Retrouvailles
Poems by Ken Allan Dronsfield
Reddish Eventide As the sky turns from a light gray to orange. streetlamps now hang albeit a fallow pale Bluebirds gather upon the wires and poles the morning sun makes feathers feel warm coot and cormorant soar down the shoreline white terns hastily skim along wave crests large fishing boats race to leave the harbor … Continue reading Poems by Ken Allan Dronsfield
Art by Denny E. Marshall
Denny E. Marshall had had art, poetry, and fiction published. One recent credit is fiction in Night To Dawn 35 April 2019. See more at http://www.dennymarshall.com
Poems by Robert Beveridge
COMPEL Let your voice wrap me in the cool compress of wonderment. It damps my brow, washes fever into runoff traps. It is what you ask, and what, for you, I do. HOW MANY HEARTS HAVE YOU BROKEN? Leather on the tongue, luggage strap whose taste masks the herbs beneath. Roasted, … Continue reading Poems by Robert Beveridge
Poems by Ediney Santana
Once there was a boy Once there was a boy Who couldn’t stop writing. His room was full of of paper filled with words in blue pen. The boy wrote on his body, walls, house, His mother complained, but he continued to write. The boy went on writing, writing, writing. Time passed and all … Continue reading Poems by Ediney Santana
When the Clock Stops
By Kat Devitt I sat staring at the hands, frozen in their rotation, their ticking not filling the room. I waited another second to see if a spring might force it to leap forward. Just once. Just to prove life still grinded through the cogs in the ormolu clock, tick, tick, ticking away. But nothing … Continue reading When the Clock Stops
Four Poems by James Croal Jackson
Sonoran my skin carries the radiation of phone glow the radio. Of something static O Arizona. Azure eyes & sandy cries just an echo. I want to say I am hallowed. That I carried your branches with me too as extra arms but I am night and limb- … Continue reading Four Poems by James Croal Jackson
The Untranslatable: Boketto
By Thomas Page The Untranslatable This is a series of poems of words that do not directly translate into English. I have tried to capture the essence of the word in a poem. In a train of a thousand eyes all jumping to the currents of the third rail All seeking to rest on a … Continue reading The Untranslatable: Boketto
Don’t Cry
By Rosanne Trost Reluctant at first To embark on this new path Not so sure She could always leave No commitment Might not be a good fit Gradually it happened She was hooked Looked forward to being together Fun happy times Grateful that she had taken that first scary step Life-changing Yet there were … Continue reading Don’t Cry
Academy of the Heart And Mind 