By Olumide Holloway (King Olulu) It’s Glass Can't see it But can feel it The limits The restrictions And the rejections. Can't stop now Too late to turn back Too far gone And don't want a life of regrets. It’s Glass It talks and writes Sometimes it says NO Most times it is...silent But the … Continue reading Glass
Old Glories and Other Poems
By Stephen Kingsnorth Old Glories Grand Pop would coat with calamine, a paler pink, war painting art, with blue tats, stark veins, printed back, tempura fresco, Plato’s cave. Unfocussed, waving, rising glare, that shimmer shared by eagle wings, though, sleeping on this surfer strand, a factor needed, real ale slump: I hang back now while … Continue reading Old Glories and Other Poems
Panes of Glass
By Thomas Page Patches of purple and red blossom out Of the curb on the roads bisecting the Forests from the houses both pastel-hued. Nature’s little swatches of the springing Summer. The cloudless afternoon breezing Me by as the trees sway in the wind there Outside of my bedroom window the faint Light mixes … Continue reading Panes of Glass
Poems by Barbara A Meier
Sea Glass The sea is glass today broken glass sharp, silver shimmerings with latte foam Khaki green slithering up the strand leaving venom pools making a milkshake of poison by sticking a blender into the magic mirror. Sea Foam Seafoam tumbling down the beach like tumbleweeds crossing highway 4 blowing themselves out with the … Continue reading Poems by Barbara A Meier
“Broken Glass Under a Shattered Sky”
By Ryan Quinn Flanagan She tells me she woke up out of a dead sleep, that she feared it would be like last night, but she reached over and felt my side of the bed still warm so she knew it was nothing like last night. * The snooker boys call their shots which would … Continue reading “Broken Glass Under a Shattered Sky”
“Scars of Glass”
By Ken Allan Dronsfield Wild rambling rose of ocular bloom salted crackers served with tequila worms hiding from the reapers plate ripple chips best to have with clam dip swirling icy vortex of inebriated candor toast with gin and choke down ramen pin-stripe gray suit with a flamboyant tie. I've lost all sight of … Continue reading “Scars of Glass”
Academy of the Heart And Mind 