By Katja R. Philipp Mornings after Finding song In morning bird Where the sun radiates Inside & through The flower pedals move In dance A turn of neck Of elegance and glare The poet at loss for words For a world so rich and alive Turns to song Rhythms bespeak of ritual And ceremony is … Continue reading Out of Darkness
An Hour in the Life of a Five-Year-Old Pool Player
By Francine Rodriguez The parking lot in front of King Drew Place of Family on Central Avenue, was nearly full that morning in 1994. I didn’t recognize any of the cars filling the lot, stacked one behind the other. Gangster cars, black Suburbans, Escalades, and lowriders, like the ones in my neighborhood, like the 61 … Continue reading An Hour in the Life of a Five-Year-Old Pool Player
Loaned and Other Poems
By Stephen Kingsnorth Loaned Genetic tree, pooled influence, that xylem flow from roots beneath, the tap that feeds, mycorrhiza, gives fibre to our feeble deeds, hard graft applied where stock is tired - these masks and manes that launch our path. But nothing fixes final mould, though zeitgeist seeks to overlay; our choices set by … Continue reading Loaned and Other Poems
Stalls
Corey D. Cook I. The horses huddle in the snowy, wind-swept pasture as I make my way to the barn, trot in together when the door squeals open, only willing to part for buckets of grain and flakes of hay. I turn off the light and walk back to the house, hat pulled down, shoulders … Continue reading Stalls
A Ripple in Still Water
By Mike Turner A ripple in still water Steals ‘cross the mirror’d pool Stirred by a breath-like zephyr The languid air to cool Golden sunlight dappling Through foliage high in trees We lay in rustling grasses To gently take our ease Our lips so gently brushing In tender moment’s kiss Warm in our joint embraces … Continue reading A Ripple in Still Water
The Barbeque with Obama and Justin
By Leslie Knibbs Ottawa, Canada. November 22, 2019 I don't usually barbeque at this time of the year...it's been below thirty for the last ten days in a row and the winds are coming out of the northeast slamming into the house at 60 km an hour. It's cold outside. And kind of drafty in the house. … Continue reading The Barbeque with Obama and Justin
I’m an ocean drowning in sorrows and Oh him, he stood fathomless
By Rana H. Ezeldin I'm an ocean drowning in sorrows I'm an ocean drowning in sorrows I swallow the wave tides into motion The sky singing its angelic rythm And seagulls frolic enjoying the scene I am the golden sand glimmer in hot yellow The sun's blinding with a million rays Bliss flies over the … Continue reading I’m an ocean drowning in sorrows and Oh him, he stood fathomless
Outdoor Swing and Other Poems
By Alex Andy Phuong Outdoor Swing Playing on playgrounds As a child Swinging high Towards the sky, Yet returning to Earth Is natural ever since birth Because soaring Is usually metaphorical, And all that people can do Is defy the impossible While also accepting the impossible, So swing realistically Inspiring Inspirational Inspiration Looking up to … Continue reading Outdoor Swing and Other Poems
Desert Wind
By Jim Bates Dave was grateful for the final emotional push as he clamored up and over the edge of Lizard Peak onto the top, a large flat area. "Thanks, man," he said to Lyle, his life companion for the last forty years. He was nearly out of breath."I needed that." Lyle was also his … Continue reading Desert Wind
Sole Mates
By Adam Abdelaziz Greasy, leaky, mud-caked, and rotten, Sole worn-out by a soul forgotten, I was saddened, not by my fate, but at the state of their hate, for making a damsel downtrodden. She cleaned, she cooked, she toiled, never stopping, They gave her rags while they wore silk and cotton, But then one day, … Continue reading Sole Mates
Academy of the Heart And Mind 