By: Jeremiah Ogundele LITTLE DROPS OF SERENITY I hear the raindrops tapping lightly on the roof,A symphony of sound aloof,Slowly, rhythmically breathe it in,My thoughts in turmoil, like the dim. The world outside is bathed in grey,A fog that abides,…
By: K. A. Williams Look Underneath The Carpet What would I findif I ripped up the carpetand looked underneath?Sometimes I wonder ifit was worth it to ruin abeautiful wooden floorwith all those nailsjust so my feet couldbe warm in the…
By: Karen O’Leary where is love… when you cut paper dolls into his & hers where is love… when the joker is wild, leaving broken china cups where is love?
By: Bruce Levine Riverbeds aliveBrook-fed streams to rivers flow Pathways to the sea Parodies begin A sense of humor required Nothing safe for laughs Floating in the air Seagulls and puffins hunting Dinner in the lake Twice the yearly rate…
By: p. horvath “will they return to me?”“yes” spoke the universe “how much longer?”“do they not hurt as i do?” “i am afraid they do not”“and they won’t return until you do not either”
By: Tom Ball I still remember my first love well. It ended when she said if I didn’t promise to love her forever, she would jump off the tower. I walked away and when I got down to ground level, her…
By: Bruce Levine A phoenix rises From the ashes of failure Facing a new day
By: Mariam Shengelia It has been nearly nine months since the fetus has been indulging in its carefree life in its mother’s womb. Being in a symbiotic relationship with its mother, it feels as if it is in paradise. just…
By: Shamik Banerjee If We Meet Again When many Springs and Autumns have gone by,Amid a concourse, should we chance to meet,Will we ignore the moment with a sighOr stop to see each other: smile and greet? The heavy husk…
By: James Aitchison Is it really a right-handed world? Are left-handed people forever to be judged as second-class citizens? The Latin word for left is sinister. The French word for left is gauche. Small wonder the odds are stacked against left-handed people;…