By Sa'Raye Wynder-Burs Don’t tell me the world doesn’t accept me, Those that love me keep me warm In a bed full of blankets With the hope that i’ll endure Don’t tell me my dreams can’t reach you, I have a pen to write them down Those to break my words As I string them … Continue reading High School Contest First Place Winner in Poetry: “Don’t Tell Me”
Poetry
By Lynn Long As I wander in dream Searching for you Often I'm lost Between real and truth For there lies a space in which my heart resides... A place of longing- deep inside And, I wonder as I wander- who will be found- The soul ever seeking or the heart ever bound... Lynn … Continue reading Poetry
“Euphony”
By Thomas Page I am student teaching a senior level class in Washington, DC. They have to write some poems on these prompts. I decided to try all 30 of them. However, I will not say what the prompt was but what it number was. Prompt #19 The clatter of a thousand voices talking At … Continue reading “Euphony”
The Easter Feast
By Mark Kodama Specters from the past haunt my nights, Sitting silently at the Easter feast. Those once hosts are now guests; They eat no meat but only watch. They do not speak but only listen. I do not fear these familiar faces. But know I will join them soon, For life and death … Continue reading The Easter Feast
Poems by Brian Rihlmann
EAT THE FRUIT and who's to say... maybe some tremor of what you called you may wield the sceptre instead of the pick and shovel on your next orbit but what you call you won't be there don't hope for that and should this trouble us? we're barely here when we're here we drive this … Continue reading Poems by Brian Rihlmann
“Cranberry” and “Water Bear”
By Thomas Page I am student teaching a senior level class in Washington, DC. They have to write some poems on these prompts. I decided to try all 30 of them. However, I will not say what the prompt was but what it number was. Prompt #17 “Cranberry” The tastes of cranberry cocktail bamboozles … Continue reading “Cranberry” and “Water Bear”
Small Rain
By Victoria Crawford Small rain, I dreaming hear, falls on the metal roof in the deepest of morning hours, raindrops slip down, each one a chime that peals on roof edge and sinks into garden whispers: soon, soon. California poet, Victoria Crawford currently lives and writes in Chiang Mai, Thailand often writing about the country's … Continue reading Small Rain
MALFORMED
By Brian Rihlmann on the forest floor there was movement and when i crouched to get a closer look i could see it was a butterfly struggling to break free bright yellow and glowing like a tiny squirming sun inside the dark shell of his cocoon he was halfway out but seemed stuck so … Continue reading MALFORMED
Cocoon Emergent
By Victoria Crawford Milkweed branch suspended, wet wings uncurl to signal visible chant of cymbals beat with runes encrypted. Nuance baffles phonetic delivery. Delicate stretch under sun seasoning, salting vellum damp to parchment that cues message rhythms, cracks and curves, waved in wild calligraphy, blackletter skin engraved. Purposeful definition arises in wild words soaring beyond vision, … Continue reading Cocoon Emergent
Tsirk
By Thomas Page I am student teaching a senior level class in Washington, DC. They have to write some poems on these prompts. I decided to try all 30 of them. However, I will not say what the prompt was but what it number was. Prompt #16 People of the jury Says the prosecutor holding … Continue reading Tsirk
