By: Ann Christine Tabaka A Game of Seasons The snow fell. Icey winds blew. You wanted summer.I could not give it to you. You walked away holding knife & fork, searching for a feast. Mouths openedon request. Food shoveled out…
By: James Aitchison See life,not with earthly eyes,but through the eternal eyes ofa soul seeking its source.See lifethat provides nothing more rewarding thanknowledge of the self.Seek only the truthof being and living and dying.The soul needs timeto fulfil itself.It will…
By: Jim Bates Fall was her favorite seasonShe walked woodland trailsCollecting leaves and weeds and grassesSmiling and happy. Sometimes she’d take him alongHolding his tiny handHe’d follow her leadThey carefully gathered leavesMarveling at their beautyRed and orange and burnt siennaSpecial…
By: D A Angelo Housefly A man accidentally swallowed a fly and didn’t turn into one. A fruit machine of quantum mechanics pulled its arm like a Douglas Adams plot device and the man shifted into a ham sandwich, a…
By: Bruce Levine Life often takesTwists and turnsProfusion of desiresOr goals yet definedPassions arousedBy inflated egosPretentious praiseUnwanted and under-fedSuccesses dismantledLike simple equationsThe highways forgottenRoads erased from mapsA simple rejoinderWhen life seems dismemberedA salve to the soulOr simply a laughThe times…
By: KJ Hannah Greenberg Virtue Signaling Publicly expressing opinions to demonstrate sagacious character is awfully fraudulent,A mockery of essential issues. One’s moral “correctness,” on matters seldom merits reader tillage, the likes of whichAre useless against woke mobs. Riffs rarely compensate…
By: J. B. Fite The Call Who calls to me in the morningAnd bids me then rise and followJust as the new day is dawning?Sloth-I would answer “Tomorrow”And sleep through the hours passingWith a hundred dreams all hollow. I do…
By: Puneet Kumar It is Summer It is summerThe sun is roughI am on the streetFull of sweat I am thirstyI need waterI can’t find it hereI can’t bear it any longer I see an ice-cream parlorIt is not far…
By: Karen O’Leary I rest in tranquility,Meshed in peace.My heart embracesExternal paradise.Robins and bluebirds’Songs serenade me,Each slow step,Dancing with grace. Images, unspoiledNestle in harmony, Within my heart,Its refreshmentLonging to keepDancing instead…Life keeps meIntrenched inForever demands,Ever noisy cubes.
By: Jim Bates Summertime gardenFlowers so bright and cheerfulRefreshing the soul. Early morning dewDelightful Dancing DropletsSparkling in the sun. Dragonflies dartingThrough lush gardens reflectingSunset’s fading light. Deep blue turquoise skyBig white puffy clouds floatingSoothingly serene. Garden in full bloomBright scented…