By Thomas Page 235 Fleet of abandoned Ships Rest In Peace in water Of the Potomac 236 Dragonflies hover Over nameless golden plants Cultivated there 237 July afternoons— An easel of sunshine and Baked cloudy skies 238 What fresh berries found Like a greenman blushing at Unexpected guests 239 Fire in … Continue reading Haiku 235-245
Poem by Marc Carver
The time women spend on their phones these days I don't see they have the time to have children not even the time to conceive them. It can't be long before women are posting selfies of the baby's head popping out. What a thought.
The Booth in the Corner in the Back
By: Kelli J Gavin When you sit in the back of restaurant you see more than you would think. I asked the young host for a booth or table in the back. We walked past the bar and past 8 more tables to the perfect booth facing out towards the rest of the tables. With … Continue reading The Booth in the Corner in the Back
Snug as a cat on a chair
By John Page
This is Weird, Isn’t it?
By James Diaz in lieu of love she gave me tea leaves spread out on a road map she said rain bores her senseless and I said senselessness reminds me of rain of collateral damage dead birds and parking lot trash sadness in sculpted laughter at the end of a dark hall in lieu of … Continue reading This is Weird, Isn’t it?
Rain on You
By Rizwan Saleem Of all the ways that lovers do Dreams and thoughts of touching you How I could turn into rain And pour myself onto you My gray clouds float to your presence Steal sunlight from the sky, and prickle your skin with a frosty breeze Ignite Goosebumps on your slender arms A premonition … Continue reading Rain on You
Succour, natural
By Sunil Sharma A rose or two, on a dump, sway in the Mumbai wind the light plays on the blood-red hues ---an aberration by nature, or so it seems--- to some cynics. The tender flowers can turn that smelly stretch into a colourful spot of brown earth. The solid waste generated by the urban folks running into … Continue reading Succour, natural
Soul Searching
By Lynn White Will I find you shining still among the sharp pinpoint stars gleaming gold and silver? Or shall I search the ocean and find your spirit buried down there amongst the sand and pebbles? Perhaps I should comb the beach raking through it’s silver grains and broken shells. Only your restless soul could … Continue reading Soul Searching
The island of shattered dreams
By Rizwan Saleem The ebbs and flows Cold winter winds blow Across the oceanic world No land to see, nor harbors to call The loud silence of doomed souls Black gulls take to air Round and round they fly in evil circumambulations No sound through truculent clouds Of promised rain and storms And what is … Continue reading The island of shattered dreams
Once the Migrants Came
By Rob Schackne They looked around unimaginably so miserable really those refugee detectives who tricked them they stared at you ten minutes to find out if you're from your hometown they answered till they misremembered the street names why they took their kids to run for their lives the blood and bandages these very languages … Continue reading Once the Migrants Came
Academy of the Heart And Mind 