By Rick K. Reut …make you lose sleep.And then – your mind.You count sheepuntil you findthat there’s no endto them. It seemsthat, in this landof dreams, your dreams……make you lose sleep. And then – your mind. You count sheep until you find that there’s no end to them. It seems that, in this land of … Continue reading (YOUR DREAMS)
We had smiles
By Tanner Norman Runnin', flouncin', fightin'We had it all, lost it in a fallThe Plague mended us Dreamin' of the fun in my past landExperimentin' in the laboratory of potentialEnhance your brainSo many have lost it...I think when I went into the caveMy friends were thereWhat were we doing?Livin'We were livin'Crafting the miracle of childhoodThen … Continue reading We had smiles
Beauty within the Periphery
By Alex Andy Phuong Even with the realityOf setting boundaries,Life itself could still beTruly extraordinary,So be willing to embraceBeing part of the human race,And witness the wonderOf living in a world like no other,And dare to careBy helping one anotherSo that people could hopefully seeWith a newfound sense of clarity,And find golden opportunities To become … Continue reading Beauty within the Periphery
Element
By Craig Dobson Surfacing too slow,knowing he hasn’t made it, the boy blows his last gasp, parting the water above, filling his open mouth not with drowningbut his own dead breath,before the air’s sweet ease is his again.Though now he knows nothing lives beyond, and nothing this side can show more than binds him to … Continue reading Element
Errant Minutes
By Sally Lee This morning lasted four seconds—long enough for light to change its mind, for the pot to think of boiling, and forget. Steam from the mug hadn’t even reached its curvebefore light slipped from the table and onto the wall,then off again. Voice folded into the air,before the phone could ring its tune.It … Continue reading Errant Minutes
As I Lay
By Lauren Kim The flashing light brightens the roomIn strobes of colorA plant's shadow projected on the white wallThe blurred outlines, a tint of purpleIn the darkness, the air still shimmersThe remanence of objects flickering As if it is still thereThe ladybug crashing to the ceiling lightIrritates the atmosphereFailing to resist the temptation of the … Continue reading As I Lay
Glimpse*
By Jian Yeo Chimes of distant bells echo my heart–ethereal they were, with the plumose exhale hushed in my ears.Lavender petals settle down on the brim of my delicate helix,pollinating the resonants of exquisite fields of life:Yes, I remember, the tranquil soothings of water–they slowly enveloped my eyes that braced for their last glimpse of … Continue reading Glimpse*
AHM’s 9th Anniversary: “Poppies” by Diane Euh
From afar, they are red paint splattered on a campus. They bleed across the quiet, green field.Their petals are soft as a pillow, sweet as an apple. Each one is silk slipping through the breeze. These perfect rubies form a fiery paradise: fragile flames flickering without fear. The dark plum centers Are peppered with rooms … Continue reading AHM’s 9th Anniversary: “Poppies” by Diane Euh
AHM’s 9th Anniversary: “Nine Willow Trees” by Julia Vaughan
Delicately painted in blueOn pottery and ChinaWeeping branchesWafting in waters at rivers’ edgesUseful for erosion controlAnd windbreaksDense canopies birds’ safe havensOffering nesting sites and refugeHardy trees, softPliant but toughWood fibres criss-crossingPerfect for cricket batsShaped, oiled, lovedMillions of athletes beltingLeather balls for sixFamilies cheering onYin and Yang. ResilientRepresents flexibilityAnd strengthAbility to adapt toAll of life's challengesA … Continue reading AHM’s 9th Anniversary: “Nine Willow Trees” by Julia Vaughan
AHM’s 9th Anniversary: “She Painted the Willows” by Ken Allan Dronsfield
Colors of the leaves in autumn wove a lovely quiltcovering the countryside, woods and waters.Falling like winter snow from the tallest of treeslighting the forest like a candelabra until the first snow.She was there by the pond, painting the weeping willows,she never spoke a word, just watched the trees and theirswaying branches in the late … Continue reading AHM’s 9th Anniversary: “She Painted the Willows” by Ken Allan Dronsfield
Academy of the Heart And Mind 