By: A. R. Sancheti Yellow Unchangingly cheerful like my childhood with rays of sunshine that radiate warmth on the most drab days the color yellow is my mother’s warmth with every touch Red My friends constantly fiery with passion and…
By: Andrew Machado Mother cooks the food She deals with all problems- My family’s rock Dad works six long days- Don’t bother him on Sundays He needs to relax Matt goes to school now College is far from high school- FIFA…
By: Sylvia Frances Chan About beauty often heard about spiritual beauty…? that’s absurd we can see beauty everywhere discover a person’s smile watch the flight of the condor rose’s perfume and its petals the jasmine’s scent the rainbow with one color…
By: Sylvia Frances Chan This morn I looked at the sky and heavens wondering there are no limits our life, love, and future in one blessed package and all, there is to Thee to have a blissful future, simple and wise….
By: Christie Lee Nowhere to be seen, she hides behind the darkness. The newest of all. Peeping on the side, forming her sickle presence. Like a bright smile. Crossing the midpoint, she has both light and shadows. Half her flaws are…
By: Joseph Pham Strength represents the sword and shield that hold their ground, to stand and protect. Dexterity shows precision, accuracy, which make their aim true. Luck is the unseen potential, the hidden gem, triumph in shadows. Intelligence builds the mind…
By: Mary Bone After cleaning out my ice box, I sailed rock hard tortillas Out of my back door, not Knowing where they would land. I figured a stray dog would Chew on them. Pups could easily break A tooth,…
By: Kimberly Potter Kendrick She stood blankly staring out the window Touching the glass pane, chills ran through her body Bleak, she thought Would the rain ever end Would she ever get home The courage she started the process with…
By: Tom Sheehan 1. The ocean is slow to warm and slow to cool, shivers edges of winter and, like the lover it is, cannot let go. December talks its way up filaments of frangible shinbones old knees hang onto…
By: Tom Sheehan Bones bang in the house, clutter of vellum lives; knobs of father’s eyes, like tender calf’s, burst once under strain of thick dosage that needled in his thigh, the coolest wedge of calamities, strong sugar epithet, fractional…