By Mae Gonzalez Long gone are the leaves of fallLong gone are the people outside,Hoping they would find a good pumpkin.But I’m here.Inside, Looking out the window covered in frost.And I’m waiting,To do everything I missed in the fall.To do everything I missed in every season.Summer, spring,Fall.I couldn’t do it in summer, it was just … Continue reading Winter
Four Winter Haiku
By Jim Bates After the snowstormWinter's soft gentle beautySnow on evergreens.At the skating rinkHappy folks spin and swirlA winter ballet.Big cold moon risingMoonlight streaming brilliantlyIcy land sparkling.Bright morning sunBirds flit through snow covered treesSinging merrily. Jim lives in a small town twenty miles west of Minneapolis, Minnesota. His stories have appeared online in CafeLit, The Writers' Cafe … Continue reading Four Winter Haiku
Bravado
By Anthony David Vernon The measure of a man is respectWeighted in how he fights for his womanAnd how he earns his keepAt least that’s what my brother told meMan is expected respectSo he cannot back down from a burden placed before himBut the weight is so much to bareAnd it seems easier and kinderTo … Continue reading Bravado
My Poetry is Blue
By Mike Turner My poetry is blueLike the vaulting summer skyFleecy clouds and warming sunThe winds on which to flyMy poetry is blueLike the bounding, endless seaSails of white and gold beach sandsCast off, and voyaging freeMy poetry is blueLike the depths of wan despairThough faith, longing, endurance, hopeGive us some comfort thereMy poetry is … Continue reading My Poetry is Blue
In My Own Little World
By Samanyu Kotha In my own little world,Exiled by my mind,Into the depths of imagination,Here I lie beyond time and space,I rest in a limbo, without a trace,I think I’m so strong,So powerful and all-knowing,Little do I know that I’m fooling myself,You’re insane they say,Get a better hobby,Here in my mind,I seek to be surreal,What … Continue reading In My Own Little World
Silence Deeper Than Words
By Richard LeDue The voices from my youth,which I believed would never change,nor sink in the silence deeper than words one calls a poem,are gone now, dispelled like doubtthat keeps a person from saying wordsbeyond a polite hello,and the cricket songs from past summer nightsmake poor metaphors for timelessness,even if eight hours of sleep finds … Continue reading Silence Deeper Than Words
In My Will
By Michael Lee Johnson In my will, there will be a pinball machine.A renovated jukebox from American Pickers,a cable TV show. For the taverns, bars, and basements of fun seekers for thosewho long to be free and ferocious.I no longer fear death.Empty vodka bottle by my bed.A dusty Bible underlinedJesus’ messages in red. Michael Lee … Continue reading In My Will
Who am I?
By Kaitlyn Pereira Who am I? I am my parents’ child. An only child, Which means I am not only their daughter But also their son. I keep my mother on the inside of the road And glare at the men who stare at her. I help my father build the bed And fix the … Continue reading Who am I?
Winter Competition Poetry Winner: “blizzard” by Jennifer Choi
a flock of bald eagles descends, swooping down from the northern sky, crashing onto asphalt roads, refracting streetlight beams. with sharp talons, they tear roofs apart, … Continue reading Winter Competition Poetry Winner: “blizzard” by Jennifer Choi
Christmas Telescope
By Fred Donovan Somewhere between Venus and Arcturus, my daughter and I squint to seethe comet that will not returnfor 80,000 years, give or take a millennium.But the supermoon drownsthe comet’s dim light,and clouds move in to ensurethe failed viewing. “We’ll see it whenit comes back,” I joke. She is not amused.“Maybe we can catch … Continue reading Christmas Telescope
Academy of the Heart And Mind 