By Jacqueline Collo It is four in the morning and the window is open.Outside, sirens are wailing in the distance and There is a crescendo in every burst of air that accompaniesA car racing past my apartment. As I sit, perched on the ledge of my window sill,The crisp rush of air stings the exposed … Continue reading The Moon Will Sing a Song for Me
My Trail Came to a Sudden End
By H.L. Dowless It's strange how now my trail came to a sudden dead end,When one day I cast my coat into the wind.I labored hard from day into day,The power of sheer boredom eventually held its sway.I’ve been a rolling stone for the past seven years,Drifting from town to town living without fears.Sometimes I … Continue reading My Trail Came to a Sudden End
The Scariest Things
By Adaline LaBossiere Halloween is coming This was my childhood, the chance to experiment and enjoy different styles that my parents would never let me try I always enjoyed going from house to house and there were always these houses that went all out and tried to scare you and gave you a ton of … Continue reading The Scariest Things
Wildflowers and Other Poems
By Laura Denny Wildflowers The rain came down in sheetsthe winter before my husband died.He was very thin. His face a closed book. For two years he had sufferedthe scalpel, the staples,the poisonings. The radiationburns blooming like fire on his tender neck.In the midst of all that wreckagelike a purple crocus singing herselfthrough darknessour daughter … Continue reading Wildflowers and Other Poems
Thoughts on a Stormy Night
By James G. Piatt Splintered raindrops splashed on the remnants of mydreams as the sky filled with the haunting sounds of nightfall’s cold winds. A storm thrown against the last days of March breathed its last gasp and I struggled through the cold hours of the night with thoughts of a sunnier tomorrow. A sense … Continue reading Thoughts on a Stormy Night
A Wing-stroked Spectacle
By Daniel Moreschi Previously published by Society of Classical Poets Segmented sets of starlings sharply elevatetowards candescent skies, suspend, then circulate in sync. Their wingspans whisper sunset symphonieswhile manifesting silhouetted symmetries.With poise, finesse and swiftness, they transform the airinto an ever-changing scape; this canvas whereeach turn and swirl unfolds a painterly display:a moving mural, rendered … Continue reading A Wing-stroked Spectacle
Planting
By Daniel W. Brown We trowel in moist brown earthmist holds dawn to the green leaves of seedlings we plant placed just soin improvised fashionby annual practiceour knees ache when planting peppers,early arrivers, ripening green maturing as cathedral red bellsa geography of purplegreen Italian and Thai basilsfor colorful spiced August pestojourneys of Japanese tri-colored and … Continue reading Planting
Wordsmith
By Mehreen Ahmed Water and oil don’t mix. Not much use trying to fix. Determined, not to form a new word out of a suffix. To create a poem seamlessly; a poet is to transcend, from the mundaneness most likely; wordsmithing may take place to one’s fancy.In a poem contrarily;the poet then must blend in … Continue reading Wordsmith
Uncommon Valor and Song from Heaven, Piercing Hell
By Douglas J. Lanzo Uncommon Valor “Uncommon valor was a common virtue.” Admiral Chester Nimitz of our men who fought on Iwo Jima Standing before the flagraised atop Mount Suribachia marine did ask mewhether I had any questions:I nodded, and heard sounds, saw scenes,of men and carnage, primal screams,of death and valor, heroes downed,marines cut … Continue reading Uncommon Valor and Song from Heaven, Piercing Hell
The Deluge
By Brenda Mox Dark skies full of lightningflashing like a strobeas clouds blinkand rain runs in sheetsagainst window panesthen drips to puddles that sinkin sandy loamwhere grass blades holdthe deluge.Gale force winds,strong and unwavering,wield bent lances clashing like thunderthrough strobe blinking cloudsdropping blankets of rainin a banshee danceover hills and plains. Brenda Mox is a … Continue reading The Deluge
Academy of the Heart And Mind 