By: Daniel de Culla DESCENT TO THE BEACH Children are already going down to the beachEarthy sand next to the Cantabrian sea.They proclaim joy in their walkGlory and happiness of finding the best placeTo put chairs, mats, towelsTentWhere to dig…
By: Bruce Levine Cool crisp autumn airInvigorating the soulNature’s golden days Glories yet unknownHidden in happy momentsFall retains its joy Cooler days surroundNow emptying the remnantsOf life’s lethargy Lovely clothes of fallAwakening the mem’riesHappy times ahead Summer winds recedeTime for…
By: Ray Whitaker A TIMEPIECE I ask myself-it is a question thatI wake up with if we all go together,and the past isso distant as to be unseen those that pull us apartseem ‘way over therethat their influence seems subtle…
By: Anthony David Vernon Lost Count In Tulsa What’s the amount?There are plenty of waysTo count and count…& 3$ LaysI was running some numbers at the 7-11Thought I texted everybody on their birthdaysBut was off by twenty days *** Losing…
By Mary Bone Haunted Love Our eyes met across a crowded room.You had smoky azure tints with a gleam,reminding me of a blustery sky.I had never known such intensity.Today I am still haunted by our love.We have traveled light years…
By: Lorraine Caputo NEW YEAR DELAYED After yet-another-all-day rain, the Old Man Years cannot be set aflame. They are tossed in the trash, to be drowned in the yet-another-all-night shower in the midnight hour painted with fireworks sizzling in the…
By: Kindaka Jamal Sanders To Grieve and to Love To grieveAnd to love.To believeand to fail.As we grieve for the world,Who grievesfor the children in us?As we believe in the world.Who will believe in the realness in us?To be deceived And still…
By: Brian Michael Barbeito Cabbie He drives through the highways and the inner roads. He is older now, and lived in Michigan. In fact, Michigan must have been his hey day, speaking colloquially, for he mentions it a lot. We…
By Vanaja Malathy The enchanting Denver city in the US that I have come to stay in, has beautiful parks. In spring and summer, it’s a treat to walk in these parks. My daily routine included a morning walk in…
By: Jim Bates Orange maple leaves glowFloat down beneath a blue skyLike flaming feathers.***Burgandy sumacFiery in day’s last lightWarming to the soul. *** Rolling Bluff CountryBurnished hills of siennaLifts a heart to joy. *** Brilliant fall shorelineReflected in a calm…