By NIGHTMAN
13 Halloween Tales: Diaphanous Spirit by Mary Steinberg
Diaphanous Spirit Ethereal Sprite Dancing on moonbeams Glossy and bright. Floating by freely Uplifting unwound Drifting and wafting Not making a sound. Spiritual Being Spun-silver delight Diaphanous Spirit Spectacular sight! Vaporous Mystic Incantations surround Swirling and swaying And turning around. Gossamer Traveler Translucence alight Releasing Your magic On Hallow’s Eve Night.
My Sweatshirt In Lost Time: A Memoir
By David R. Topper One might say – looking back figuratively – that my sweatshirt had Proust written all over it. Is this worth pursuing? Depends. Let’s see. It came about when I remembered this almost sixty-year-old episode in my life. I was in Pittsburgh, my hometown. It was 1964, a late-summer evening. My close … Continue reading My Sweatshirt In Lost Time: A Memoir
Nature Photography
By NIGHTMAN Photographer's Note: I usually don't say anything on my work but this time I decided to say some words because some people may do complete misinterpretations like one of my friends. Indeed art perception is subjective but let me say that my main issue is just and just loneliness and also absolutely nothing … Continue reading Nature Photography
Tree of love and two lovers and the sea
By NIGHTMAN Tree of love She told me once: “I love you like a fruit attached to a tree As it’s nourished everyday— As it is safe and warm during the cold So shall I not love you until we rot away together?” Oh dear, OH my sweetheart— You have understood love but in a … Continue reading Tree of love and two lovers and the sea
End of the World Sale
By Mitchell Waldman That's what the sign says: END OF THE WORLD SALE. Right on the front door of this little variety shop called "Nick's and Knacks," squeezed between a laundromat and a pharmacy on the strip at the edge of the continent, in Cocoa Beach. Jack and Dana walk in, thinking it’s a joke. … Continue reading End of the World Sale
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
Watching You
By Nancy Lou Henderson Running, leaping, dancing along the electric line, watching, praying you will be fine. Straddling, clinging, sleeping on the branch of a tree, wondering, questioning if you see me. Flipping, rushing, fleeing from a Mocking bird, laughing, knowing that you heard. Digging, covering, patting the ground, loving, seeing, as you look around. … Continue reading Watching You
Vanity and Dust and Other Poems
By Nolo Segundo Vanity and Dust Vanity and dust, Dust and vanity— Is that all we are? Clashing egos, Scheming, soulless, Taking and getting Only to lose all to That cheater Death? When all you love Will one day turn To dust, and none Can beat emptiness, Then you must pick— That all is but … Continue reading Vanity and Dust and Other Poems
Academy of the Heart And Mind 