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A Sense of Time

By: Bruce Levine Time standing stillThe range of motionSuspendedBy a diversity of catalystsEach longing for fulfillmentAnd yet envelopedIn their own evolutionPersonal and professionalUnificationWatching a ticking clockWaiting for minutes and hoursTo passAs the clock ticksYet the hands remainMotionlessAnd time stands stillLingering…

How much?

By: James Aitchison Being human you are finite;do not give of yourselfto the extent youbecome vulnerable.The Wheel spins:some hear emptiness,some hear the whole melody.When you listen, accept.When you do not hear,listen more deeply.Isolate yourself and gainthe blade of self-knowledge.How much…

A Classroom Jumanji

By: Anusha.u The teacher emerged.The whole classroomstood in silence.Some in reverence,Others in mere imitation. The teacher started:running betweenblackboard and text,For portions were to discuss.She explained,told,elaborated-All ways she could use.She had to teach it. She knew,her students werereal gems.She overspedthe die,to…

‘Storm’ and other poems

By: KJ Hannah Greenberg Storm A cyclone surged from deep in my soulMoving low, goallessly over mountainsAthward valleys, odd terrain, it yieldedNot squall, degree, measure of damage. Later, aspiration’s flowers, akin to prior,Hardened stones, sprouted flames uponSand carpets, boasted red-orange…

‘Fly, soar and walk’ and other poems

By: Grant Guy poem flysoarwalkfly sit fly fly nekrasov *** poem words words under attack get yours while they last words wordswords *** poem it hurt my motherit made me laugh make the bed father broke wind *** poem himselfhimself…

A Crazy Old Man

By: Alan Berger The next thing you knowCould be the last thing you needSoCall an ambulanceOr let it bleed As dead leaf’s scatterI tryToSeparate the fear in my headFrom the heart of the matter Will the last thing I heardBe…

The Shadows of Penumbra

By: Md. Saber -E- Montaha In the shadows of penumbra,Lies a world so dark and cold,Where nothingness reigns triumphant,And alienation takes its hold. The bleakness of this existence,Is felt by all who dwell within,A sense of emptiness and nothingness,As though…

Sojourner

By: Ebisike Chinedum Tender shrubs thicken as the rain contends with the earth for space. The shimmers of the stars remain like twinkles until dawn, paving way for the stubborn sun before the wind announces the advent of a storm…

Dark Diary

By: Domonique I – gazing into the moonwaiting for speech the floorboards creakwithin & beneath Love & Lust( & pixie dust ) fogs the lone window asthe hounds run wild. from the shadowsmasked men observe unseen hidden from the lightsmiles…