By: Bruce Levine Focused on infinity Without clear-cut definitions Prolonged anxiety Created by hyperbole Society regulated By rules imposed Without the consent Of the governed Fragmenting the populace Into antagonistic segments Making demands Solely on their own behalf The squeaky…

By: Michelle Murray Standing On the Edge Standing on the edgeTeeteringTotteringTrying not to fall offIt’s a balancing actStep rightThen step leftSoftlySlowlySo as not to slipSwinging my arms to balanceLike a circus actTrying to stay onTrying not to fallTo fall would…

By: Gabi Probst Totality – 4/9/24 In the background, I like to thinkthe light of mine you stifle(cosmic coincidence)twinkles to be beautifulremembered for our storiesbrushes of bright reachout over dark canvasmomentous in my narrativetypical in yours? you movelike any other…

By: Carl Papa Palmer her hips move in tunewith her hands keeping timesigning words of his songsto the rhythm of his rhyme him rapping on her righton the stage with his micvoicing verse to the deafthru her signing on his…

By: Kwodwo Bentum Thou Act Another Time Shall I compare thee to the Time foretold?When nations will loose sovereignty and freedomsAnd the so-called inalienable rights will be encroachedAnd anarchy be the lord of territorial kingdomsWhere grotesque leadership be the best…

By James Aitchison He was known as the king with the funny name, a self-appointed Muslim ruler who survived 55 assassination attempts, a dictator who fled to The Ritz in London and died in obscurity in France. And while history…

By: Jim Bates Awesome bright wonderJupiter and Venus shineLighting the deep night. Summertime soft rainFalling on thirsty gardensPlants drink joyfully. This home of the soulThese bricks of good memoriesThis mortar of love. Big Bluestem prairieWind racing through wildflowersSea of grass…

By: Pramod Rastogi The Land of Cuckoo I pay a visit to the Alps long overdueWhere in a hut live my cousins so true,Awaiting in awe my visit impromptu. They are born wizards of the flame issueWho love to light…

By: Gregg Norman Face off, feet off the floor,lying on leather reclined,only the words keeping mefrom falling throughinto another dimension.Words underlinedbetween the linesby sunlight real and realized,lamplight fake and faded,bright to brighter too bright,as the sun falls dyingand darkness floods…

By: Kim Farleigh Platform lights illuminated her pleased eyes as she entered the dark compartment that Jones had entered without paying for a full-price ticket. She removed a glossy magazine from a bag. Her pink top, white jeans, cream shoes,…