By Utkarsh Rawat The Sun does shines yeah, The Towers surpass yeah, That Rainbow does seem just alright ...The Moon looks familiar, Its night adheres,To the memories of the Stars in sight…The Rage turns warm yeah, The Winds still cuff yeah, This Garden resembles like just it was... The Sounds are calling, And Lights are … Continue reading Morning Glory
Toucan Epochs
By Ken Allan Dronsfield A flash of color moves across the emerald canopy.A long beak, like a sunrise, is poised among broad leaves.Eyes alert while surveying the tangled vines of green.Night’s humidity lingers on their glossy clean feathers.They perch on ancient branches, guardians of morning.Cacophony rises—a language unknown to humankind.Beak dips into a cluster of … Continue reading Toucan Epochs
You.
By Yurii Tkachenko I lived in your flat.I wore the second hand.You not my enemy.You are not my brother.And not my friend.You are somebody unknown.You are someone else.Forgive my opinion.And what you expect.I don't mind admitting. That you are better.And share yourself.But stay another.Another one spent.A break the rules better.Than be as well.And free your … Continue reading You.
An Abandoned Carousel
By John Grey I feed the horseswith a handful of invisible hay.And thread their wooden maneswith my toothless comb.“Good boy,” I say as I pat the raised head of the painted stallion.And “Good girl” greets the round green and blue stomach of the mare.I pat the back of the dead operator.I praise the rusted machinery,especially … Continue reading An Abandoned Carousel
Authentically Synthetic
By Alex Andy Phuong The natural and the artificialMight both differ from each other,But differences themselvesHold a unique sense of splendor,So ponder deeplyAbout the nature of realityWhile striving to liveWith authenticity,And anything syntheticReveals the powerOf everything that people can make,And even making mistakesCan result in acquiring knowledge,And choose to become like a sageThat becomes wiser … Continue reading Authentically Synthetic
The Star
By Danny P. Barbare Emptyingthetrasha poeminthenightlikeastarintheskyholdsitslight. Danny P. Barbare resides in the Upstate of the Carolinas. Some of his poems can be googled under his name.
SHINING IN THE LAST
By Ode Roman Like dew, pure, 'n bright,At dawn, risinggently from dark nightseems, now, my livingup the grassy crestenjoying its rest.But, at first sunshinethe dew softly meltson petals; I designiridescent beltsup the grassy crestaround my quiet rest.Same is my dream of Lovein the sunset's lightsadly melts above,voiding vital might;shining in the lastmemories of the past
Envelope No. 7
By Audrey Kim They wrote me on a piece of thin government paper. My corners are sharp, my words cut deeper. I was not written in loving script, but in rigid type, ink pressed by a military typewriter– each letter punched into me without hesitation. I was sealed with care, being folded up three times … Continue reading Envelope No. 7
Coated in Layers of Metal and Paint
By Siha Park Carved into my body are intricate shapesEdges coated in liquid goldBeauty caused by a single bladeTwo faces, one hidden against the wallThere will always be an angle you choose to hide fromIn another lifetime, another life will see meWhat they see, a face they wear dailyCoated in layers of metal and paintDisguised … Continue reading Coated in Layers of Metal and Paint
Give Love
By Heidi Larsen Give love with meMake it slow and strong.Hold my face in your handsPassionately long.Carry me, touch meEmbrace me in your heat.Cuddle me, spoil me,Sweep me off my feet.Cushion my back.I deserve more than floor.Think of me firstAnd hold my door.When you think of love,Think of me.Brag your love to all You see.Secretly … Continue reading Give Love
Academy of the Heart And Mind 