There was a lingering scent, of pine and peppermint, out of the corner of my furthest sight, a fleeting moment of regal red with white, I know I saw him, some don't believe, they're usually grim. When, before, the pantry and shelter struggled for more, suddenly, some smiling folks came in, with bags of warm … Continue reading Christmas Contest 2019 First Place Poetry: “I Know I Saw Him” by Regina Elliot
Christmas Wish
By Tavinder New Frost was glistening like jewels shining as though it was worth a million pounds. The wind was whistling like a naughty child intermittently. Figures of people hustled around to gather Christmas presents last minute. Their faces were full joy like sunshine because of the air of Christmas was approaching. Kids unable … Continue reading Christmas Wish
Inktober Artwork by Yen Chua
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Ringing again in the rain
By Jayanta Bhaumik It’s again the time to remember how I was born Taking a birth is like when you speak, you know the silence surpassing all this crowd, listening only to you, but then your words turning the solid opaque stars, some inactive globules, suddenly emitting only flinches to the world It’s a … Continue reading Ringing again in the rain
Two Poems by Stephen Mead
Ariel’s Mission This tree giant knows me & the grasses I pass upon looking to ignite brooks. Listen, I’m calling through the sudden undulation of leaves. Is it some sea sound or else; stranger: Soft whispers, candles in petals placed on a lake? How they float to anoint senses, a hushed travelling dream talk that … Continue reading Two Poems by Stephen Mead
The Untranslatable: Zalatwic
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. Upon the dusking sun with the twilighting moon neither at its zenith, Sit the parded-faces with the furor of the countless stars … Continue reading The Untranslatable: Zalatwic
A Poem by Marc Carver
I think about whether I should put this out into the world just one more just one more. Even if I only send it to one person just one more just one more. So people can see that I am an artist, I can create still just one more just one more but I have … Continue reading A Poem by Marc Carver
Pride
By Inge Moore When i am seventeen, I know three things: 1) i will never get married, 2) i will never leave my best friend, and 3) i will never grow old. I am living in Toronto it is the summer i am working at Woodbine. My best friend and i share a basement … Continue reading Pride
Poems by John Grey
GUITAR The oldest, dearest friend I have and yet there's never been a poem about you, my precious guitar of steel on spruce and melancholy sweet tone. I rest you on my lap so you can play for me, touch your frets, your strings lightly like tapping in a combination number that will … Continue reading Poems by John Grey
Poems by John Kaniecki
Johnny Ace I am the unknown hero Endless sums adding to zero There is a castle made of sand Crumbling from a wave Motion from the ocean That none can understand Let alone save Don’t tell me this is a new song Just sing it strong And act like it does belong Cause if the … Continue reading Poems by John Kaniecki
Academy of the Heart And Mind 