By James Bates Butterfly Delight Purple Coneflower Monarch butterfly alights Double delightful. Sunlight Dancing Morning dew sparkles Tiny droplets glistening Sunlight dances wildly. Thirst Springtime misting rain Tender garden shoots reaching Thirstily drinking. Jim lives in a small town twenty miles west of Minneapolis, Minnesota. His stories have appeared online in CafeLit, The … Continue reading Three Haiku
Poems by Ann Christine Tabaka
Garment of Pain Trying to forget pain sewn into the hem of my life, with stitches straight and precise. No scissor can cut me free. Adamantine thread of dolor, pulled tight, knotted and tucked deftly. Perfect garment of malaise, worn without a thought of redemption. Cold truth filtrates through loose woven cloth. Frayed edges … Continue reading Poems by Ann Christine Tabaka
Just Another Night Of Country Dancing
By Dianne Moritz They come dressed like real dudes: faded Levis, tooled leather boots, silver concha belts, hair slicked back under cowboy hats, raring to Boot Scootin’ Boogie. They sashay over, heels clacking on the wax tongue-n-groove, offer out a callused hand, swing you through the rowdy crowd, singing “Achy, Breaky Heart,” confident they’ll … Continue reading Just Another Night Of Country Dancing
“Dance”
By Ian Copestick This one life, this one chance It's the only one you'll get Make of it what you will It isn't over yet The choice is yours The time is now There are no second chances Sit on the sidelines moaning Or jump up, join in the dances Feel that beat inside … Continue reading “Dance”
While Dancing With Boys
By Wanda Morrow Clevenger at the Coliseum one Saturday night while dancing with boys some pissy prom queens robbed me lightened my bag of compact, lipstick, perfume leaving the money I took it as a compliment
Poems by Marc Carver
By Marc Carver FAILURE I keep finding this poem on the floor it tells of a different time of a person sure he was different from everybody else So sure he risked everything I am not sure I am the same person on that page but at least I still believe ANGEL DANCING The woman … Continue reading Poems by Marc Carver
Academy of the Heart And Mind 