By: Carl Papa Palmer I never saw him cryno tears of joy or regretnor praise for meno hugs, never kisses always that stiff upper lipever emotionless smilealways to make me strongnever ever a momma’s boy handshakes firm, hurtfuluntil I was…
By: James Aitchison The placid day belies its chaos:a giant web of conflicted men.Only the eternal realityremains absolute: men dwellon an earthly plane,through a series of lives,one following the other,to seek all that which is beautiful.Only through a soul at…
By: Ryan Quinn Flanagan The Irish House Painter (for Brendan Behan) Sky Water Gravy If I should go where names are pluckedfrom golden gongs, the fairy snows there’s briefcase on the stereobriefcase on the stereo don’t stare & lane lanethe…
By: James Aitchison I am the peaceful faith,the silence in every step,a silence not of this earth.I have so much to tell you.(Not all men will listen.)Knowledge, once gained,simplifies and shapesyour life and structuresyour inner self.Your purpose and pathwill be…
By: Pramod Rastogi When I am not with You My love, when I am not with you,Never too far from me are you.If I were a leaf of yellow hue,A shade of lush green would be youBased on the shade…
By: Edward Lees A Painting of Sorts Rippled manganeseLike a path to the horizonParaiba tourmalineDeepening to sapphireSuch slight differenceBetween vacant sea and skyHundreds of raw umber coconutsAt every stage of decompositionSome sproutingDerelict stillness everywhereA solitary figureOn flecked alabaster sandSharp with…
By Tabussum Sumaiya An intimidated girl once became a WolfLosin’ her soul into oblivious damnationIndiscreetly the ferocious pursuing the moonForgetting the shine might be a deception! Radiance that was irresistible for heartEnchanting was that dazzling lightLittle did the Wolf know…
By: Carl Papa Palmer The old crabapple treeadorned spectacular withwhite blossoms last Mayby the main entranceof Sacred Heart Chapelnow a barren trunkof splayed gray brancheseach twined with stringsof bright points of lightin the cold snowy morningcelebrating this time of year….
By: James Aitchison Man, accept the pattern of life.Embrace the weatheringthat precedes happiness.Your hammering anger isbut a distraction.Know that the paths of men areintertwined, their feet havetramped the long centuries.Each journey brings new tests,as you progress to eachnew level of…
By Bruce Levine February daysEnd of winter comes closer Spring equinox nears Making year’s resolveJoyous days tobogganingLife’s journey renewed Harvest days are goneFireplaces filled with logsWarming heart and soul Squirrels gathering nutsBears catch salmon in riversFood stored for winter Deer…