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Poem: Lavender Carpet

By: Ruth Deming I sat on the living room floor studying the swatch books Perhaps we could carpet my bedroom with both the pink that was the color of a cat’s tongue and the lavender like ballooning pants worn in…

Poem: Death of a Tree

By: Ruth Deming She stood at attention watching the cars along Terwood Road Each year she grew a little taller better views the snowman with the silly stick arms the covered over swimming pool awaiting its day Tulip Tree took it…

Poem: broken porcelain

By: Linda M Crate i’m no longer your porcelain princess won’t break since you dropped me because i’ve found beauty in the peaces of my soul you never truly saw me as my beautiful reality only for the depth of…

Poem: Murmurs of light

By: Linda M Crate i saw your lecherous grin made my skin crawl as you continued to stare uninvited, unwanted all i wanted to do was my job; but you were making it hard to focus on anything other than…

Poem: Grandpapa’s Words

By: Robert A. Davies I am sitting at the dinner table eating a frozen yogurt chewing away. Suddenly I am 70 years back sitting on the front porch with my grandfather, chewing on our ice milk wooden spoons in hand….

Poem: Sometimes a Confusion

By: Robert A. Davies 1. I have a secret a past a love the love past, memories dim. I have another secret, a love not expressed the young men all so handsome. 2. Pictures up to, anticipation and sometimes a little…

Poem: I let my dreams fly in the sky

By: Zunayet Ahammed   Light is flickering Unsung dilemma Coming forward Stream water is stagnant Rivers are not sinuous Air is deadened with groaning Spring is over For mothers and sisters and wives A pageant of dead bodies Beauty is…

Poem: Death

By: Zunayet Ahammed   All is meaningless The sweet morning That gives us charms Will soon wither away Flowers that dazzle our eyes Will soon lose its hues Sweet notes of birds After a little while Will be harsh one…

Poem: In the Land of Fire and Ice

By: Mary Bone The soft amethyst light Of early evening, Peered through my living room drapes. Adventure was calling my name In the land of fire and ice. My heart was melting. Iceland had a hold on me. As you…