By Robert Ronnow Peaches Wherever peaches grow I go and pick ‘em. When they get ripe I try and swipe ‘em. The farmer runs out with a shotgun and wonders where’s the varmint gone? I’m hiding by the railroad tracks stacking the peaches I’ve found. Then a freight train about a mile long rolls by … Continue reading Peaches and Other Poems
Three Poems by Connor Orrico
1 there is war in my head -- no romanticized valorous triumph just terror and violence and no place to go home to, nowhere to rest my head; within the noise I search for words to carve meaning from darkness but i am lost, wearied by the night 2 My thoughts are goblins, my thoughts … Continue reading Three Poems by Connor Orrico
Coffee and Rain
By Mehreen Ahmed As a lightning crackled, Claudia drew the curtains apart. She stood before the long French windows of her penthouse apartment and looked down at a wet alley. The cobblestones of the boulevard shone in the falling rain of dismal clouds. It hadn’t rained for days. She yawned and then she stretched. Across … Continue reading Coffee and Rain
Poems by Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal
The Sound of Rain How strange and how familiar to hear the sound of rain falling outside my window. It is a good thing, this rain, when it is falling so gently. There are no more leaks in the roof. The sound of rain is soothing. I want to crawl back in bed and sleep … Continue reading Poems by Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal
Winter rain in my muse-like homeland
By Paweł Markiewicz the eyesome fay at the crack of dawn in winter is weeping the winter rain in the form of magnificent teardrops is dropping down it is to be mesmerized in glaciated dreams of muses the shepherd boy hears the falling of the more tender rain like meek tears the docile … Continue reading Winter rain in my muse-like homeland
Ringing again in the rain
By Jayanta Bhaumik It’s again the time to remember how I was born Taking a birth is like when you speak, you know the silence surpassing all this crowd, listening only to you, but then your words turning the solid opaque stars, some inactive globules, suddenly emitting only flinches to the world It’s a … Continue reading Ringing again in the rain
Poems by John Anthony Fingleton
Through a Rain Covered Window in Saint Petersburg The sky is clouding over, The wind is building up, I think a lot of rain is going to fall, The little birds that know these things, Are singing in the trees, A warning to all creatures, great and small. Outside the cars are speeding up; People … Continue reading Poems by John Anthony Fingleton
Poems by Gloria Buckley
I AM THE RAIN I am the rain That drips down my palms And nourishes the trees The flower, the dirt I am the mud that soaks up All the water And I am the well And the drink I swallow From the rain that flowed Into the well Which was the water That soaked … Continue reading Poems by Gloria Buckley
Poems by Kersten Christianson
Another Day of Rain The stack of poems on the desk builds, like clouds gathering where sea shakes sky’s hand. Words rainfall, arrange by line, sound, patter the windows, water the raspberries. I open the door, welcome the through-traveler storm. Mega Ship When the Ovation of the Seas docked in Sitka, we … Continue reading Poems by Kersten Christianson
Poetry by Nelson Kamkuimo
Strange love Whoever said the day was better than the night Had never met with the night face to face Before cursing the night Think of the moonlight that glitters like gold Think of the fireflies sparkling like stars Think of the stars themselves Dressing the firmament with a royal coat Children are afraid … Continue reading Poetry by Nelson Kamkuimo
Academy of the Heart And Mind 