In a world where everything is destroyed (or used to destroy) art is immortal, and builds the soul. Nothing can be articulated, that hasn't already been said. We've already lived the beginning, the middle, and the end. Experience is individual, every individual - unique. This world may be the only one. And we're the only … Continue reading Immortal: Ursa BurdenKeeper
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One: April Beck
All life is one that is how it begun. Paradise is here but yet we can’t see the miraculous beauty and simplicity clouded and blinded with guilt shame and hate. Too much pride and ego gives us the delusion nothing is great. Take your time and look around. Even in silence there is still sound. … Continue reading One: April Beck
Blue Cocoon: Susan Maria Rowley
Hiss of pipes and howl of wind but here's all safe and warm within I lay inside a blue cocoon and send my wishes to the moon Dreams of hope and dreams of love things to shower us from above I pray for peace and end to hate a place where rent cheques are never … Continue reading Blue Cocoon: Susan Maria Rowley
This Love: Peter Herget
I can be as deep as the ocean below or as high in the sky above. No matter where I am in between we will always be and I will always Love you, for always and ever more. No matter what we do or what we say the Love that we share for one another … Continue reading This Love: Peter Herget
Shower of Light: James Adamson
To the Glory of God To Gwyneth with Love A bluish light with white bobbles like white bubbles Yet a curtain was forever dropping like rain My mind was filled with wonder Writing, painting, music flowed from my mind as if light itself could talk All things of darkness became known for what they are … Continue reading Shower of Light: James Adamson
Doing Lines/It’s a Marathon Not a Sprint: Heather Carr
Dreams dashed, Though not the 100-metres. How does one know where normal is, If they’ve never been? Caught in a web of research, References lead to and fro. No more goblins or gremlins, Or large sea creatures of any sort. Health card torn and mangled, Worn from repeated use. Sleeping like Fuller did, Dymaxion rhythm … Continue reading Doing Lines/It’s a Marathon Not a Sprint: Heather Carr
Let You See: Elton Plett
Etched upon the heart of stone Is a story all my own And I can’t see the sun Through the clouds The burden of a father’s load Driven down this heavy road The aches and pains of living now Hold onto something, someone, somehow And would you ever think of me If I went and … Continue reading Let You See: Elton Plett
Birth: Cassandra Kulay
Everything is like giving birth It is the universal metaphor for The creative. Oh, unwanted life Is pitiful, this life of suffering Is the twin gift and curse that Clings to each other, now one Now the other, accursed birth That will not bring us to the edge Of our last breath or allow us … Continue reading Birth: Cassandra Kulay
Hell-mare: Cory Buchanan
Lava tinged flickers, by the lantern room, swell soundlessly in unpaired horror. A thrum, hammers in chest. Scattered words rummage, in slithering murmurs. Low hoarse moans, launch from the shaded profile, lurching with bent posture. Propped in the hall, all slams pitch dark, roaring with creaks. Falling to the baseboards, a pulse glows in retina. … Continue reading Hell-mare: Cory Buchanan
Introspection: Britteny Fox
How many words have you said that you firmly believe in? How many dreams have you given up for no good reason? Who are the people that you have used as stepping stones? What are the things that stand out to you most when you are alone? What is the first thing you think of … Continue reading Introspection: Britteny Fox
