By Thomas R. Bates I cannot get out of my head, Nor do I necessarily want to, The image of the one time you Wept, eyes red, wet with tears, During those last weeks of your Painfully slow decline into death. You seemed to face it and accept it So stoically without any regrets, But … Continue reading Wet With Tears
Poems by Antonina Rousskikh
Room One hundred people in a room Speak in a deafening drone But all I can hear are my thoughts, Vehemently fighting, crying, screaming Seventy-five people in a room Dance to the hypnotic rhythm But my fleeting feet take me away From the harrowing ringing in my ears Fifty people in a room … Continue reading Poems by Antonina Rousskikh
Poems by RC deWinter
Théros Summer now – the invisible shift into another quadrant of cosmic order, eclipses blueskied the harshness of an abducted spring hung on the gallows of the greedy Boreas, never satisfied, reluctant to surrender his hold on the natural workings of the universe to the soft hands of a woman – the gentle Kore, whose … Continue reading Poems by RC deWinter
Poems by Alex Andy Phuong
Irrevocable Each and every day Be careful of what others say For some would hurt and criticize Yet the noble realize That words could create pain Yet language must not restrain People for practicing nobility For the righteous use logical sense Instead of illogical sensibility Empathy Sympathy is nice Yet empathy takes more To … Continue reading Poems by Alex Andy Phuong
The Porch Bench
By Ronita Sinha It so happened that Minnie started baking treats for the neighborhood kids. It began the day Dr. Fish gently insisted that Minnie find something to do that gives her joy, a sense of purpose and fulfillment. Sitting in his grey impersonal chamber Minnie’s eyes misted over. Through the haze of … Continue reading The Porch Bench
The Garden
By Anne Brison Come enter through the garden gate, And see the beauty that does await. Stoop beneath the climbing rose vine, And sweep past clusters of columbine. Watch the golden swaying Aspen, In the shadowy garden glen. And watch as the dragonfly swoops and darts, Among the blood red bleeding hearts. Then stop … Continue reading The Garden
To Still Exist
By Molly Ketcheson Sometimes she woke up crying. In her dreams, the Blank Year still existed. Or so Annie presumed whenever she was dragged from sleep with heaving sobs but no recollection of why the tears ran down her cheeks. She wasn't sure if she was crying because the memory was devastating or simply … Continue reading To Still Exist
The Limits of the Sun
By Ahmad Al-Khatat Take me to the limits of the sun Away from the miserable nest -of skeletons, simply because they remind me of my thirty-five years Take me back in your warm dream Where life’s bitterness appears more like a blooming rose in the direction of the cemetery, in which we can smile … Continue reading The Limits of the Sun
Prose by Alex Andy Phuong
A Garden in the State of California I am outside near my lemon tree. Sunlight shines upon my body. I express gratitude for having Vitamin D flow through my veins. I breathe air to survive as well as thrive. I walk on the grass, and feel the Earth beneath my feet. I am getting older, … Continue reading Prose by Alex Andy Phuong
And Yet, We Love
By Mike Turner Loveis to takethe essence of oneself And offer it upNaked, defenseless, vulnerableto another With faiththat it will be vouchsafed tenderly And lingering knowledgethat all may be lost And yetWe love Mike Turner is a songwriter and poet living on the US Gulf Coast. He was named Male Gospel Entertainer of the Year … Continue reading And Yet, We Love
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