Softly it rises into the sky,We wonder why?Gently the words fall from our lips To thy ear,It is a yearning of the heart,That the words say. It calls to thee,It makes thee awareOf your care Love is what you do,By the way you move,You put us into the groove, You are true,You love thee,For you … Continue reading Softly: Richard Edwards
Category: poetry
Bilingualism: Marjolaine Brodeur
Fortunate am I to be bilingual for this has permitted me to watch a French-dubbed "Downtown Abbey" story which lately I have become addicted to. Though I would have preferred watching it in its original language I was pleased to touch base with a program that has touched my mind. Happy was I in the … Continue reading Bilingualism: Marjolaine Brodeur
On Time: Cassandra Kulay
Time has a rhythm,like breathing, rising and falling.Special occasions calling.Diamond encrusted moments,embedded into our memory.Slow to come and fast evaporating. We’re all just getting through the day, somehow.Until days turn into weeks, turn into months, turn into seasons.Searching for the meaning,Finding new reasons to be.Inventing a narrative for ourselves that pushes us forward,or takes us … Continue reading On Time: Cassandra Kulay
Consciousness: Cassandra Kulay
Dreams cut a swath through my consciousness.Living in relief of my thoughts, my obsessions, and my fragile impressions.Love blooms like a cactus in the desert.Prickly but soft in the center.Those nightmares that stop my soul in its tracks.Left so exposed to the highs and lows.The heat and the cold.The paralysis induced by paranoia.A vision unfolds … Continue reading Consciousness: Cassandra Kulay
Nirvana: Brittney Fox
I think of my experience here, as a pile of rotating organisms on this planet.And I think of my own expiry.When it becomes the exact time for my extinction.My distinct, estimated time of arrival to Elsewhere.Where you simply fall out of your skin and suddenly exist amongst euphoric bliss;Leaving behind only your ashes and currency.I … Continue reading Nirvana: Brittney Fox
Flowers: Daniel Caneda
You can feel it in your soulIn your heart…The minute that you knowWhen somebody departs… You then express it through the musicAnd the artGive them their flowersYou should have known from the startThat (flowers)Are grown through the rain and sunshineWe need both even though when it comes timeTo heal, we tend to overlook the rainy … Continue reading Flowers: Daniel Caneda
Relaxing or Not that is the Word: Joyce Lancaster
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Maurice the Mouse: Joyce Lancaster
Playing hide and seek in the leaves staying away from lions. Maurice the mouse led a history of having a young girlish mouse named Lizzy the mouse. They would dance and minglein the Isfore countryside. Really cute, they had extra special visions for God, which allowed them to view their enemies. Just before their end … Continue reading Maurice the Mouse: Joyce Lancaster
Journey: Marjolaine Brodeur
Every once in a while we must take a journey. It need not be long or short; but, it needs to be of such time as to imprint itself into our brains. We are never sure what we may encounter on our journey, but, it will be probably enough to change our way of seeing … Continue reading Journey: Marjolaine Brodeur
Last Laugh: Brittney Fox
Time, passed so fast.Your cut scene was called by your cast.Now that you’ve shared your last laugh;they’ve called you back.There is no more sand left in your hour glass.You’ve reached the end of your path.Everything you were remains in your past.All you’ll leave behind is ash.Alas, your soul will slip into oblivion.Rest in peace now, … Continue reading Last Laugh: Brittney Fox
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