By Paul Dickey “it is these wall you understanddear they paper thin and I’malways afraid we are fallingthrough the floors buy I amthe first to admit that Georgeon occasion comes home a bittoo drunk but who could bea better father…
By: Richard LeDue “Discombobulated Again” An old song sounds new again,taking me backto being in high school again,when I heard it for the first timeas we drove around with nowhere to goand believed the music wouldn’t ageus, but it did,so…
By: Debbie Tunstall My waist dips in like a cratered zit,starved from 21st century slimming. One chunk of chocolate- clanked between my teeth. I put on clothes that idealisea raging sea, But no one see’s.No one see’s. At home later…
By: David Sapp And That Was Enough Uncle WayneOwned Ron’s PizzaFed other peopleCheese and pepperoniPies for forty yearsAnd that was enough Uncle StanDrudged at Pond TireSwapping out other people’s tiresNew recap whitewalls snow tiresThen lugged heavy tanksOf propane to warmOther…
By Jim Bates Train whistle blowingClicitty clacking alongChasing the sunset. Hot summertime bluesHigh heat and humidityLike a sauna. Deep into JulyGardens bright in hot sunshineSummer in full bloom. Summertime sunriseHazy orange sun looks ominousHot heat kind of day.
By: Mohit Saini November lands like a sparrow on frosted stone,soft and sudden, with wings edged in fire,and the air tastes of woodsmoke and promises,like a story untold, heavy in the cold.Leaves lie scattered like echoes of summer,amber sighs on…
By: Tim Law Black, White, and Grey Black is black and white is whiteToo many people think that such is rightI am one to disagreeTo argue against society I choose not to just fit inTo see fat as fat, and…
By: James Aitchison When you accept yourpath and see the way,you will have peace.Strength is born ofpeace and trust.Those who cannotaccept, those who resist,so shall they bendlike trees in a great wind.Their road shall be harder,strewn with confusion.The balance of…
By Jim Bates Fireworks on the beachFireflies in the backyardOne of a kind night. Fireflies are outDancing throughout the eveningPure flickering joy. Late on a dark nightFireflies blink in the yardSuch magical light.
By: Ryan Quinn Flanagan A Child’s Birthday Right of passage or loss of youth, you be the judge.Candles extinguished and cake portioned off.Wedged on paper plates to appease icing sugar mouths.Geometrical precisions for the gift bag army. To hear one’s…