By John Dorroh A friend dropped a white plastic bag onto the kitchen table. It was loaded with 3 cheeses from Marcoot’s Creamery – garlic herbed cheese curds, smoked gouda, and Quark, a spreadable creamy cheese with a sweet kiss on the palette. The wine was already open, just like my heart in an … Continue reading “Paying Homage to Jersey Cows on a Friday Afternoon”
“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”
“Still Life”
By Thomas Page Right before me there is a vase made of Glass imbued with unpotable water Criss-crossed with stems of varying widths which Are floating in a pseudo-creche, a yurt Acting as a spyglass to the other side. The flowers are every shade save blue Which blushes purple from red painted Flowers flanking the … Continue reading “Still Life”
“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”
Songs for Four Seasons
By Joan McNerney Spring Equinox This is when we search for color to transform cold grey. Rainfall begins its magic high lighting sky blue. We see stacks of luminous clouds as plants pop out emerald buds and forsythia busts open with sparkling yellow stalks. Trees dressed up in chic green boogie through noon breezes. Aromatic … Continue reading Songs for Four Seasons
“A Quiz”
By Thomas Page The closest thing to silence echoes through the room. The lesson plans of other teachers bleed in through the walls Like a gushing wound by a riverbed To set the stage of unease. The occasional flip of paper Or the clawing of an eraser Work in syncopation led by no conductor. Does … Continue reading “A Quiz”
Poems by Marc Carver
By Marc Carver FAILURE I keep finding this poem on the floor it tells of a different time of a person sure he was different from everybody else So sure he risked everything I am not sure I am the same person on that page but at least I still believe ANGEL DANCING The woman … Continue reading Poems by Marc Carver
Poems by Marc Carver
By Marc Carver I listened to Ottis on the radio yelled out the song as people came past must have thought I was some kind of lunatic but I did not care the way I have always not cared even when I was at rock bottom some people do not get up but day … Continue reading Poems by Marc Carver
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
“We Were Seven”
By Thomas Page I was on a tour of Skyline Caverns In Virginia with my family when The tour-guide showed us a standing body Of water. She pointed at it and said, “This may look like a boring part of the Cave, but there are many discoveries Found here. For example, a species of Snail … Continue reading “We Were Seven”
Academy of the Heart And Mind 