By John Page
Summers Prayer
By Antony King Summer rain it cleanses Streaming down upon her face Removing all the hopeless thoughts At least for just one day. She looks toward the heavens With eyes that once shown bright Seeking what was once a dream In hope she finds the light. She prays to god in silence Please fill my … Continue reading Summers Prayer
Autumn (Acrostic)
By Rizwan Saleem Alone Under deciduous trees That shed leaves like heavenly tears Undone like strings Memories flutter to the ground Now all my seasons are cold Rizwan Saleem is a Banker based in Dubai UAE. The thoughts and expressions detailed in his works are of his various escapades suffered through life, and of the … Continue reading Autumn (Acrostic)
“Parliament; or Crepe Suzette”
By Thomas Page There was a nation called Newlandia which existed in a time not unlike our own. It had majestic coasts sprinkled with fishing villages. It had glens bearding mountains and mountains cutting into the skies. The little country had no reason to be recorded in history because it kept to itself and … Continue reading “Parliament; or Crepe Suzette”
“Babel”
By Thomas Page Long, long, ago It has been supposed That we all spoke With the same furl of tongue. Long, long ago It has been told That we all spoke With the same folly of tongue. Long, long ago It has been foretold That if we all spoke With the same furl of … Continue reading “Babel”
“Lyres”
By Thomas Page What are poems made of? Are they made of chalk scribbled on concrete Or are they reflections found in mirrors, Or are they made of acrylic, Or of the condensation of the sky, Or even the quiet moments found in the fading light in eyes That meet for a moment? The … Continue reading “Lyres”
Haiku 221-234
By Thomas Page Virgil says hell is in Naples, birthplace of pizza: Sweltering ovens I finally know Why a sweater is called A “sweater;” it’s hot A poet and a tech Each crafting a design the Same; ekphrasis A thousand years of Death in Virgil recycled By oblivion A doppelgänger Sitting at a desk with … Continue reading Haiku 221-234
“Sakura”
By Thomas Page Potomac Waters Reflecting the Washington Marbled-white skyline. Calendared April, Waxing hibernating. Heat now rising from The ground, awakens Rosy-hued gifts from Japan ‘Bout a century Ago. See how the Washingtonian escapes Political plight To smell faintly sweet Cherry blossoms and to crown Themselves new Floras, Kings and Queens of trees Belonging … Continue reading “Sakura”
“Brain of a Cat”
By Thomas Page Dr. Reading wanted to make a scene By transforming a cat into a dream Teacher by the end of fifteen school weeks. Sangchu, his proposed student, barely speaks Nor communicates with the clarity Normally reserved by rarity Of talking animals. “This is harder Than I initially envisioned,” to her He said. … Continue reading “Brain of a Cat”
Poems by Rob Schackne
By Rob Schackne Yesterday It meets the eye yesterday we met migrants walking on the beach out of sight they turned waxing crescent yesterday we met they came back there was a boat that's not it what meets the eye yesterday we met a bloodbath yesterday we met at the poetry shop yesterday we … Continue reading Poems by Rob Schackne
