Literary Yard

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Year: 2016

Poem: My door is closed, stop knocking

By: Linda M Crate i don’t want your consequence nor your action simply the beautiful serenity that is found in silence because your voice is a weapon grating into every orifice of my heart with it’s negativity and darkness, and…

Poem: In The Name of Love

By: Kimberly Potter Kendrick She closes her eyes Denial deeply embedded Young wife and mother She’s strong; invincible Those things won’t happen to her She refuses to be her mother In the name of love A life-altering mistake Enduring consequences…

Poem: The Lie

By: Kimberly Potter Kendrick Beckoning in the darkness of daylight Transforming soccer moms, business men, and college students into thieves and liars Persuasive it is Inviting you the first time Guarantees excitement Vowing a reprieve Hastily you implore to revisit…

Poem: All Pleasures Are Bogus

By: Zunayet Ahammed We are helpless And our helplessness is full of sweetness and light We have come from absolute darkness And through darkness one day We all will be lost into lonely darkness As loneliness is the identity of…

Poem: No Place To Go

By: Zunayet Ahammed Symphony is fading away Tigers in us bawling Seeing tube-roses weeping In the waste land of Spring. We visualize the pretensions and nakedness Of so-called men who like “faluda” Nowadays No rosy rain coming Out of the…

Transformation

By: Gaither Stewart “Those who cannot change their minds cannot change anything.” George Bernard Shaw Change is a word that both intellectuals and the intelligentsia of America are discussing in these times. However, one is justified to wonder what kind…

Poem: New Year’s Eve

By: Wylie Strout The evening before tomorrow The evening after last Sitting, desiring, wishing and hoping That change will come alas How I wish I could be profound And yet all I am able to unfold Is a mold that…

Poem: A Bird, a Beaver and a Cat

By: Wylie Strout A beaver with his shoulders slouched sits on my couch while a cat paws its way. I rose in a daze with a bird in the cupboard. Back up. Summoning the beaver with little effect. Never had…