Untainted flowers. ___________________ Untainted flowers have come to rest Where love resides, within my chest A beating heart where once lacked light Beautifully grown, this garden in sight. Bright eye _____________ She may have wept his parted days, and sleepless nights a restless gaze Into starlight there above In countless mourning Of their love For … Continue reading Poems by Nardine Sanderson
“Still Life”
By Thomas Page Right before me there is a vase made of Glass imbued with unpotable water Criss-crossed with stems of varying widths which Are floating in a pseudo-creche, a yurt Acting as a spyglass to the other side. The flowers are every shade save blue Which blushes purple from red painted Flowers flanking the … Continue reading “Still Life”
“Whatever Brilliant Shade”
By Thomas Page Whatever brilliant shade that happens Upon a petal or blade inspires The mind’s eye to a world hued with the Intensity of everlasting springs That beget ever-knowing happiness. Nature preserved in Keats’ frieze, an urn Adorned with the ultimate perfection As gauged by an imperfect eye wishing For it to be so. … Continue reading “Whatever Brilliant Shade”
“A grass widower/lover writes”
By Sunil Sharma Even in your long absence--- I hear daily your musical voice! The multi-coloured jingle of the bangles And the silver anklets Your laughter lingers On summer nights. I smell the perfume you wear To your work daily. As I drift finally Into the land of beautiful gentle sleep After a long … Continue reading “A grass widower/lover writes”
Succour, natural
By Sunil Sharma A rose or two, on a dump, sway in the Mumbai wind the light plays on the blood-red hues ---an aberration by nature, or so it seems--- to some cynics. The tender flowers can turn that smelly stretch into a colourful spot of brown earth. The solid waste generated by the urban folks running into … Continue reading Succour, natural
The Beauty of the World
By Jessica Ricks The Beauty of the World I see the stars above, The rolling clouds, The colorful flowers, The bunnies and the deer, And I say, “Thank you.” The universe created This lovely grandeur, We are just observers Here to experience This beauty that is Not ours. And with that, I am … Continue reading The Beauty of the World
Photo Contest Second Place
By Pat St. Pierre
Photo Contest Winner
By Pat St. Pierre
Tommy Haiku #99-102
By Thomas Page To the little fiend Who is calling my stomach Home, you need to scram Every time we tell Ourselves "what in the Lord's name Is this sickness" flu? The displaced rosebush On alien soul starts To bloom differently Will there be flowers In the coming centuries? A world without spring?
Academy of the Heart And Mind 