By Linda Imbler In the dead of winter, teach them to bob up-and-down, to wobble from side to side to protect their roots from the push of icy winds. Before they wither, do not let too much ice settle on them. do not let then become weighted down, oppressed. Teach the tender shoots the faith … Continue reading Ice Dancers
The Beauty of the World
By Jessica Ricks The Beauty of the World I see the stars above, The rolling clouds, The colorful flowers, The bunnies and the deer, And I say, “Thank you.” The universe created This lovely grandeur, We are just observers Here to experience This beauty that is Not ours. And with that, I am … Continue reading The Beauty of the World
A Night So Beautiful We Had To Burn Down The Senator’s House 40-42
By Darren Demaree A NIGHT SO BEAUTIFUL WE HAD TO BURN DOWN THE SENATOR’S HOUSE #40 Ohio, do you love us? We know we do this in opposition to your leaking heart. A NIGHT SO BEAUTIFUL WE HAD TO BURN DOWN THE SENATOR’S HOUSE #41 The landscape an hour short of dawn … Continue reading A Night So Beautiful We Had To Burn Down The Senator’s House 40-42
Honorable Mentions- Poetry
Horary of the Seasons On the appointed day dawn rises clear and golden, so warm as to deny that winter could ever come: like an horary of the seasons or of my lives, the ritual begins. I start to fold the clothes washed to cotton stiffness, the shirts and skirts I’ve worn for years, like … Continue reading Honorable Mentions- Poetry
Poetry Contest- 3rd Place
Dr.Imbesat Maheen Syed The Sound Of Music When a tune defines your mood, It actually complements it. Brings out the feel of the heart, That you could not do on your part. The tune is hidden in all sounds of nature, Holding all your emotions in a miniature. The rustling of the trees The … Continue reading Poetry Contest- 3rd Place
A Portrait
By Thomas Page Trying to capture someone’s essence, When they are no longer with us, Is like trying to replicate mummy-brown, Or Homer’s wine-dark seas, Or the rose of Augustus’ statues, Or the kinetic motion of Van Gogh, Or the undulations of O'Keeffe, Or the that shade of blue of Matisse, Or the stinging … Continue reading A Portrait
About Me
By Glen Armstrong You did not say my name. But I assume you were talking. About me. The Skrulls and the Kree. Go to war. I assume it was something I said. A wet sock accentuates. The tile on my bathroom floor. Loose change obscures. A photograph of me as a baby. Being … Continue reading About Me
Snow Globe
By Glen Armstrong Bones of snow. Seem to float within her. A horse and carriage makes its way. Through her wintery mood. The night would be beautiful. If not for this grave mission. And nothing I say. Seems to console her. Curtesy and customer service. Intermingle. I answer her phone. And the caller declines … Continue reading Snow Globe
Sea-Monkeys
By Glen Armstrong I'm afraid of poetry. Who’s to say that those interesting. Young people at the podium. Won’t summon a demon. Or make the whole room fall. In love. I have boots to reheel. And no time to feel weird. About daffodils and wars. That my grandparents fought. Words ought to inspire … Continue reading Sea-Monkeys
Sunsetted Clauses
By James Walton She told me my hips could carve ham, a girl I loved dead early on a Sunday morning, a car in a suburban chance roll over the edge of Hailes Street. Langy knows we still blame him. His life of laying bricks the string line’s quiver a darting mouse, the memory of water … Continue reading Sunsetted Clauses
