By: Kimberly Potter Kendrick Jump up, fall down Hold on, hang on, losing grip Caught in spiraling vortex No way out, no hand to reach They vanished, world departed Unknown reason, why the chosen one Unidentifiable horrendous act or a…
By: Zunayet Ahammed You are a symbol of beauty You are more than the stars of the sky more than the clouds, the fragrance of roses the blue of the sea or the sparkling beauty of the dancing brook You…
By: Holly Day Every once in a while, I make the mistake of wondering what it’s all about, if there is any point if I really belong to this vast, blackness of universe if removing this one microscopic piece that’s…
By: Holly Day The trees grow close to the old house, reach out with blossom-stippled limbs as if trying to remember. There are bodies buried beneath the layers of stucco and drywall, a skeleton built up of skeletons stolen from a…
By: Kimberly Potter Kendrick The voices are loud The voices are whispering, always present Racing thoughts, others pull up a seat Muddling the wires, recipe for obsession No peace No peace Never peace nor quiet Soothing music, sunshine upon the…
By: Kara Roberts the slow lonely moments that drip by and drizzle like stampeding tar black and ugly. it’s a lanky sedated parade of disingenuous smiles barely rippling the surface of the ancient tongue-tied statue who can’t feel the grains of…
By: Edward Ahern There’s something about power That draws the worst of men, and puts their aberrations on magnified display. There’s something about supporters who vote for a defective yet claim to own what’s right, and cope in the surreal….
By: Edward Ahern I cannot force myself to fear a pleasant, sunny day, and yet that’s when most people kill people. Road rage, gang fights, bank robbery Car wrecks, drug deals, spousal slayings Suicides and matricides and random death. I…
By: Milt Montague eyes closed completely relaxed comfortably ensconced in recliner, feet raised air conditioning hummms ready for my next adventure floating up and away a thrill runs down my spine embarking upon a new experience I enter a vortex…
By: Milt Montague long long ago before men learned how to destroy our only source of life by their own stupidity…. lived two great empires the Egyptians and the Hittites of biblical fame more or less peacefully for many generations…