By Tim Law We just thought that the trees were blowing in the wind. None of us knew that in reality, they were waving to us a goodbye. And then, one by one, they up and left us. They did not die, not in the sense that we as humans died and went away. They … Continue reading The Day That All of The Trees Went Away
Trees
By Channie Greenberg
Wait and Other Poems
By Zhihua Wang Wait Arrive early to check in, wait for the nurse to call your name, wait for the doctor to come into the room. I brought a book, but never bothered to open. Mind strains like an alarm is to ring, a sentence to be announced. Wait to take the test, wait for … Continue reading Wait and Other Poems
Watching You
By Nancy Lou Henderson Running, leaping, dancing along the electric line, watching, praying you will be fine. Straddling, clinging, sleeping on the branch of a tree, wondering, questioning if you see me. Flipping, rushing, fleeing from a Mocking bird, laughing, knowing that you heard. Digging, covering, patting the ground, loving, seeing, as you look around. … Continue reading Watching You
Alphabets: Upsilon
By Thomas Page The quality of mercy— The groves of the heart— Seem to bloom when the air is ebullient And wither when the air is dense With the situations associated with the hurricanes Gusting away all senses humane. However, the fruit of mercy should not be confused with the seeds of discontent Which like … Continue reading Alphabets: Upsilon
Photography by Christopher Woods
Christopher Woods is a writer, teacher and photographer who lives in Chappell Hill, Texas. He has published a novel, THE DREAM PATCH, a prose collection, UNDER A RIVERBED SKY, and a book of stage monologues for actors, HEART SPEAK. His photographs can be seen in his gallery -http://christopherwoods.zenfolio.com/ . His photography prompt book for writers, FROM VISION TO … Continue reading Photography by Christopher Woods
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
