By Domina Petric Dew Fragrant dawn, Dew drops are shining in the gentle Sun. Rose Red rose Hides a secret in its heart. Love is born. Moon Round face Shines in the blue sky. Night replaces day. Summer Mirage. Crickets chirp in the sun, The sea is scenting. Dusk Red sun Hugs with its golden … Continue reading Dew and Other Haiku
Passing and Other Poems
By Stephen Kingsnorth Passing How quickly turns that silken purse - as though sow’s ear is taking space, hears jealousy, lost in revenge - but dew has dried, curl edges bruised, and secateurs deadhead at speed, already eager for rebirth. From best of blooms that nodding spreads, as if in shame, taut stretch neck drapes, … Continue reading Passing and Other Poems
Rose Petals in a Dark Room (V3)
By Michael Lee Johnson I walk through this poem one step at a time. I walk in a mastery of this night and light my money changers walk behind me they’re fools like clowns in a shadow of sin, they’re busy as bees as drunken lovers, Sodom and Gomorrah before this salt pillar falls. In … Continue reading Rose Petals in a Dark Room (V3)
Succour, natural
By Sunil Sharma A rose or two, on a dump, sway in the Mumbai wind the light plays on the blood-red hues ---an aberration by nature, or so it seems--- to some cynics. The tender flowers can turn that smelly stretch into a colourful spot of brown earth. The solid waste generated by the urban folks running into … Continue reading Succour, natural
Academy of the Heart And Mind 