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green leafed tree

‘Forest Dwelling Thing’ and other poems

By: Ryan Quinn Flanagan Forest Dwelling Thing No druid-hung tree for you,no forest dwelling thing,no bloodletters or caregivers –please pass the silent leech tongsof dinner table etiquette. For what ails, there is no cure.No principality of common refuge. That dangling…

Birthday Memorial with Tenten

Mayumi reflects on the absence of a loved one during a past birthday, with her pet Tenten still alive then. Now, as another birthday approaches without Tenten, the loved one has returned. Amidst tragedies in the world, Mayumi’s perspective on her small world shifts, desiring the loved one’s presence until her life’s end.

white windmill

‘The World is Not Renewed’ and other poems

By: R.T. Castleberry THE WORLD IS NOT RENEWED Sleeping beneathGoodwill blanket and sheets,the first rattle of winteragainst the windows,I take tension intoevery breathing day.Feral, almost criminal,I drive back threats, toss backtavern shots and beers.No matter where I strike,any lie or…

photo of man sitting on a cave

Peace Meeting

By: Dr. Charles Gibson O peace, where art thou? Seek me out as a prize, inthe midst of a plate, observedby one who hungers for fulfillment.Take hold of me, like a memorizedlover, infatuated with my very presence.Grip me, O peace,…

man and woman near grass field

When does love happen?

By: Vanaja Malathy What is love? Love is love! Does love happen among the equals? not always…remember the Vendetta between two families of Romeo and Juliet Does love happen between two youngsters? not always… recall Vladimir Nabokov’s Lolita Does love…

green tree

The world

By: James Aitchison The world does not wait.I will.Hear my voice in thestillness. In the calmnessthat defies distractions.Know the passages oflives and fates,know of the death thatfollows each death,know of love beyond love.The world and its opinionsare not important.I will…

woman holding brown basket with yellow flowers

Three Spring Haiku

By Jim Bates After somber rainPretty morning glories bloomUnexpected gift. Belief they will growCarrot seeds planted with careFaith in Nature’s hands. Woodland stream babblingBubbling along trickling songNature’s lullaby.

brown wooden wheel on top of green grass

‘Wheels of Reinvention’ and other poems

By: Wayne Russell Wheels of Reinvention Another rainy night,driving in darknessilluminated only bypale headlights.In the rearview mirror,the past evaporates,right before my eyes.The hurts and traumas,now scatter like leafymemories, dead to theworld.Tonight, I’m leaving itall behind, in ghostlyplumes of exhaust.Tonight, I…