By: Milt Montague the blinds are tightly shut to keep out the bright sun i burrow down into my chair for comfort a computer light the only illumination my mindscreen comes alive buzzing with ephemeral ideas one seems the most…
By: Sunil Sharma In a fluid world away from this one of stricter boundaries float creatures otherwise denied and banished from the kingdom of the Homo sapiens, the ones evolved the varied specimens interact in a scene not possible real-time…
By: Abhijeet Deshmukh The sun is obscured by a cloud The thunder you can hear aloud The clouds race to be the first To a mountain that will make them burst This joy of rain we have known for ages We’ve…
By: Eliah Medina Sleep well my son and dry your tears, I know you are hurting, it will be over soon. We will soar again with the gods for countless years. We flew from the labyrinth of death and fears Flying…
By: Chuck Orloski Boiling days of July 2016, school’s out, American kids ushered to Grandpa’s inflatable pool and Smiley’s Day Care Center at $300.00 per week. Sedated, weary, Mrs. Johnson sat in back row of Harper Valley Junior High auditorium….
By: Robert A. Davies She blessed us when we came a lady in her 80s bent over, face wrinkled a voice sweet and thin. We had come for strawberries. She directed us to the farthest field. Again she blessed us….
By: Neil Creighton When these limbs were strong, when ears were young and clear, when each day was unblinkingly bright, much grand music I could not hear. Now they hear a vast symphony from stars traversing the night, and these declining…
By: Kimberly Potter Kendrick this is the beginning this is the end the blueprint initiates the transition why am i here no purpose do i serve void of contentment restless from the urge the answer has been apparent distinct for…
By: Kimberly Potter Kendrick she shuddered upon entering the room it was just like any other room not memorable at all not the color of the walls if there were pictures or knick-knacks what the furniture looked like which pieces…
By: Satish Verma In suddenness, I will write a poem for you. You had stopped at the outset, like a black moon opening up perfervidly. Remote from the oneness of life, a flame leapt up to ignite the process of…