By: Lilly White See the beaconing concrete walls,The bricks stacked upon each other,Enclosing our lives reduces us to bills,buying,and the politics we inherit. We see them go up,we see them go down. See them go down as the crimson flames…
By: J.L. Lewis Your Love I don’t want your love,I need your love.Like the flower needs the tendermercy of the bee,like the arid stream needs the early rainsto join the river in their longingfor the sea.I need your love,as a…
By: Bruce Levine Tired of Chasing Rainbows Letting goYet holding fastDreams a realityCovered with dustYesterday’s tomorrowsA golden calfLonging for diversionIn an empty paragraph Farther down the roadThe hyperbole of fateNothing to loseIn the chances we take Holding on to daydreamsIn…
By: Snigdha Agrawal She struck flints somewhere on the Deccan plainInvented ‘ghar ka khaana’ long before there was grainHe came home bragging about hunting wild boarBut honestly, she always wound up doing moreShe tanned hides, stored food, and mapped every…
By: Jim Bates Bright full moon settingShining through snow covered pinesLighting thoughts of joy. Cold blue winter skySun reflects off icy snowMagic light dancing. Cold north wind blowingPine tree’s thick branches bendingBirds huddle for warmth. Frozen winter dayIce houses dotting…
By: Samo Kreutz outside the cloud rehearsesa languageolder than asphalt whispers the sighs of housesand the breaths of streetcars reminding methat absence is only a breeze I carry in my ears river patienceflows with the river and itspolished stonessoftened into…
By: Goutam Roy Disquiet seas churn—turbulent ripples shimmer,dazzled with foam,a transient resilience,like a comet’s briefappearance in the sky. Within the seething heart,echoes of lightrise from within,from the gut’s core,layering themselves,yearning to becomeone with the ripplesof the sea—to submerge. In the…
By: James Aitchison Sometimes, when you feelthe quieting, do you seekits source?The eternal spirit in each manrequires the air and lightof goodness.With every redirection of your life,you have a witness.In the silence, listen.There is great art in living,for each day…
By: James Aitchison Live not on the surface.Rest within the self,in the fastness of the heartfind answers.Mortality is transient,cycles of good and evilrepeated.With thoughts andperspectives balanced,breathe free.Abandon the cloak ofearthly being.Follow the elevated pathwhich few havewalked before.
By: Bruce Levine Here’s to the fewWho catapulted out ofThe miasma of mediocritySeeking renownNot in the pond made for a goldfishBut striving for the brass ringPlaying with the big boysIn the big sandboxNever losing sight of the goalAs they rise…