By Douglas J. Lanzo Lands of the Western Ghats – Reservoir of Life Rain-soaked sanctuary of monsoon mountains bursting with exotic life tucked in Himalayan foothills many miles from urban strife; Rich with songs of sunbird coloring morning mists yellow, crimson and blue through rhododendron flowers perched on leaves dipped in dew; Ringing with primate … Continue reading Lands of the Western Ghats – Reservoir of Life and Other Poems
Few Fine Things
By Solahudeen O. Ridwanullah Fine things do not fall unripe Like a mango, Rather, they sit on their branches, Except for some heavy breeze Or to a branch clings a boy Pulling the twigs. Fine things are what we do To find the few kernels amidst debris To be burnt. They're but being bold to … Continue reading Few Fine Things
Five D’Oh-Raymese Poems
By Ken Gosse The End of the Beginning of D’oh-Raymese There once was a royal musician whose life reached a dreadful transition. Entombed with remorse (with his pharaoh, of course), he was placed in an awkward position. He first wrote a powerful curse, but then he wrote many a verse. His best isn’t long: it’s … Continue reading Five D’Oh-Raymese Poems
Now That They Are Gone and Other Poems
By Fabrice Poussin Now That They Are Gone It’s not that they died that those tender eyes rot in the dirt after tears were shed to fill their graves. It’s not that they rest amidst concrete stones ice in winter steaming with eerie ghosts in balmy summer nights. It’s not only that we miss their … Continue reading Now That They Are Gone and Other Poems
Sight Beyond the Stars & Words that Starve
By Joseph T. Moran Sight Beyond the Stars Standing at the precipice brings much into view. The depths below, the distant horizon, The night sky above. But few see clearly at the cliff’s edge. With some unable to lower their gaze.... Or staring straight down. Many scan the horizon for monuments, searching intensely.... As if … Continue reading Sight Beyond the Stars & Words that Starve
The Faithful Gardener
By Peter Blau I kneel in the black dirt arranging seeds in the earth the soil touches my soul From tilling to harvest I tend the garden with love and attention as if caring for a child. I become one with the cycle of life observing the colors, shapes, textures and patterns in wonder. Gardening, … Continue reading The Faithful Gardener
The School Nurse
By John Johnson Every visit is my fresh torment. Anatomically explicit posters adorn her walls. My eye twitches at the sight of her white coat and the smell of alcohol wipes. Tilting my head gives her permission to probe for lice with wooden sticks. Anatomically explicit posters adorn her walls. The stage is set for … Continue reading The School Nurse
Talking Blind
By Karl Kliparchuk Talking blind with eyes that want to see as clear as the Deep Cove waters. Dive deep into your eyes, feel a caress by your hands, hands that open my eyes, run along the edges. Words become clearer. Connections become clearer. No more talking blind. Karl Kliparchuk is a retired teacher living … Continue reading Talking Blind
Unknown and Other Poems
By Andrew Scott Unknown The night has fallen again. I have made it through another day. Today was not as rough as other days have been. For that I am thankful. The morning started off rough. Woken by drug induced screaming. Sadly, it was not the first time The people involved have become users that … Continue reading Unknown and Other Poems
Mirror in the Mirage
By Aubrey Daly If you knew about me, What I know about me, You would think very little of me. If we knew of the people we adore, What they know of them self, We would not adore. Do not adore. Do not worship. Do not hold one man nor woman above your self. I … Continue reading Mirror in the Mirage
Academy of the Heart And Mind 