By Ahmad Al-Khatat, Next week, I will be older than usual Tuesday coming, I will meet with a sign of a bitter end Anxiety, depression, low self-esteem Are in my mind and heart growing With no strength to talk about them to anyone I can't offer to meet with a psychological I tattoo … Continue reading Sign of a Bitter End
Poems by Ahmad Al-Khatat
Painting You I will be painting you below the curious moon next to a pallet of mixed emotions with a brush full of feeling The truth is I am a sad tear and not a colour of rainbow in your eyes all the colours dance all over your canvas I see the smile of … Continue reading Poems by Ahmad Al-Khatat
Poems by Pat Ashinze
WAR let us draw light and curse the night and her evils. let us drink wine and make our women burn in love. let us taste death and resurrect to see the glossy sun. ... RIGOR APPETIT( Haiku) life is a banquet hosted by God. death: the irresistibly majestic dessert. all shall eat; all … Continue reading Poems by Pat Ashinze
DRIFT
By Pat Ashinze nothing makes a man look stupid like wanton misery and consistent failure. And love. i tell you, dear reader - not because i have drunk sour wines; not because i have seen the sky bleed; not because my memories have grown grey beards and have become arthritic; i tell you this to … Continue reading DRIFT
“Regard”
By Thomas Page Rivers meet and separate without care To humanity’s wishes. They flow and ebb According to the cycles set before the rivers Began to speak with a soft rage cutting Rocks from earth , easing the seasons into The practices of these breathing an element Forming its very essence of water. From this … Continue reading “Regard”
SMALL FRY
By John Grey I've long since given up on history. From the beginning, it never liked me. My revenge will have to wait until the sun burns out, the earth implodes, and Shakespeare and the jerk who cut me off on Reservoir Avenue are on equal footing. History was just a comfort zone for … Continue reading SMALL FRY
“Collateral Damage”
By John Dorroh 1. The first snow is pretty – virgin flakes whispering through cold air, cascading from billowy, gray clouds, landing gently on barren ground, fresh, mesmerizing, hopeful, promises (leaving a film of anticipation) Sadly, it loses its beauty. 2. She grew up in snow, clutched by its cold, blue talons; favored by wise … Continue reading “Collateral Damage”
“Write While It’s Quiet”
By John Dorroh She told me to write while it’s quiet, while the dogs are on the deck sunning in a dangerous summer sun, while the earth movers are not chewing up the ridge across the road, while the neighborhood kids are stuck at school, while the jackhammers are in the backs of workers’ … Continue reading “Write While It’s Quiet”
Perceived Reality
By Lynn Long Perception is reality, yet, a deception within itself... For can one ever truly be aware- of worlds beyond their own, if we're unwilling to open our eyes, to truths unknown? Life is a continuous cycle, on the road to self-awareness, repeated lessons of moments forever eternal Striving, we can only move forward knowing what we know Learning, ever learning as we go... Lynn Long- … Continue reading Perceived Reality
Haiku 290-299
By Thomas Page 290 Ebullient feelings, Like flambéd meringue, rest upon The base beneath it 291 Leaves hued with yellow Falling gently on parents Playing with their child 292 The cogs work beneath The face of a clock ticking Away on a wall 293 The bird feeder, prey Of those who fear … Continue reading Haiku 290-299
Academy of the Heart And Mind 