By Sean Eaton Vampires Those night-hunters, vampires, unable to go out in the sun, arrange moonlit picnics for themselves on scenic hillsides during the warmer months, on the young and supple or ancient craggy hills of their grandmother Earth. They plant tall torches in the dry dirt in perimeter around antique Persian carpets, smaller candelabra … Continue reading Vampires And Other Poems
11.15.21 (silent snowy ride)
By Richard Lawson dress me warm in wool for heaven is a snowy ride silent snowy ride first stop heaven’s gate saint peter nods, points the way down icy gold streets icy golden streets birds of heaven gleam in the trees path to christmas eve endless starry night huddle warm merino rug happy hearty quiet … Continue reading 11.15.21 (silent snowy ride)
Tommy Haiku #126-130
By Thomas Page What is the color Of justice? Is it judge’s Black or angel white? The pragmatist must Wonder if a sword is only Sharp piercing a heart. The pragmatist’s thoughts Are like dull skipping stones With a pow’r to blind. November must be Latin for “stressful” ‘cause it’s Thirty days of “aaahh!” I … Continue reading Tommy Haiku #126-130
Academy of the Heart And Mind 