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‘Surf the Apocalypse’ and other poems

By: William T. Hathaway Surf the Apocalypse We stand on doomsday’s beachwatching waves rise and crash,breathing the brisk and final breeze.Shiva holds in one of his four armsa surfboard carved from a bodhi tree,His partner Durga and their son Ganeshstand…

Warriors Like Sheep Thistles

By: Daniel de Culla SHE WARRIOR This lady has ridden the busThat, for the pints that she wearsShe looks like a warrior.We have heard her sayWhen she has seizedTo the bus bar:-It’s freezing.She has made me rememberTo that warrior woman(I…

Castaneda Note

By: Brian Michael Barbeito  Castaneda is an interesting figure. I read his books, right up to what I believe was the last one, The Art of Dreaming. I also read the book about him and his work called Carlos Castaneda,…

dinner table cutlery plates

After a dinner

By: Ruth Z. Deming After a dinner of thawed pepperoni pizza, fingerlickin baby carrots and a carton of strawberry milk, he began his pleas. Mom! Dad! Please. Please, lemme ride my scooter round the bend and I never, I promise…

white and black birds

Birdwatching

By: Jim Bates Meadowlark on a telephone wireYellow breast feathers shining brightlyBackyard summertime sunPausing from a game of catch listeningThe trilling song of wonder filling the airThe boy smiledHe tossed his younger brother the baseball and set his mitt down“What’s…

a black cadillac on the road

‘Black Cadillac’ and other poems

By Karen Lee Stradford Black Cadillac Daddy’s gone.The scent of his colognestill lingersas I enter,4-door Deville sitsin the cold garagewaiting to ride again.Tank full of gas,dusty hoodreadyto see the road. Glove compartmentpacked withCDs and tissues,masks in the console.Las Vegas hat…

black and white sky winter silhouette

‘Living Anguish’ and other poems

By: Michael Craig Living Anguish A Loss so unfair worse the life left in total despair Silently in the night or on the busiest of days Unrelenting this fatal pain a true love sustains An emptiness no one can fill,…

rays of light

‘Refuge’ a poem by James Aitchison

By: James Aitchison Take refuge in the eternal.It is not complex.Ignore the world around you;it is not your time and place,it is impermanent.I am the eternal voicethat speaks to all men,in every one of their stages.You have been given a…