When you go to sleep.So quiet the stars are resting,the sun is in full view.Winter is in full rest.The birds are in their nests.Children sleep.you can’t hear a peep.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 … Continue reading Special Dreams: Richard Edwards
Category: poetry
A Plane Across the Sky
To Gwyneth with LoveTo the Glory of God Love poetry is the effort to divide out love and beauty.You are that beauty.Clouds scattering for the love of bluesharing in a sunrise.Laughter has its source in beauty.Irony is a sense of comparisonas if your statue is all the art there is.Joy is one king of laughterhumour … Continue reading A Plane Across the Sky
Crush: Cassandra Kulay
A crush can be embarrassing, if the feeling is unreturned.Eventually we get passed it and file it under lessons learned.To save your affection for the one who loves you;to not be crushed by your crush.And, to change your point of view;to let your feelings evaporate, like morning dew.It may be that dreams are empty and … Continue reading Crush: Cassandra Kulay
Untitled III: Brittney Fox
Burying me is my remorse; my anguish and my depletion.Grounding me are my built-in perceptions of the gravitational forces that bind my ability to attract and subtract my emotions.Ravishing me is the hunger for justice and the sacredness of thy reflection.Punishing me are the magnificent waves of periodic affection and the whiplash from the dreaded … Continue reading Untitled III: Brittney Fox
Untitled II: Brittney Fox
Many moons later, and I’m still thinking about you.I’m questioning the alignment of the stars and their attributes.I’m constantly considering their contribution to the creation of a stoic environment.The forks in the road fail to be formatted with the same blasphemy as the pyramids.Even though it’s a far cry… there’s flattery in the mimicry.But, there’s … Continue reading Untitled II: Brittney Fox
Perfectionism: Brittney Fox
Perfectionism is individually defined.Though, the outcome of perfectionism, is faultless; it’s deemed a hindering aspect, that doesn’t accommodate freedom.It’s a lifestyle; a chosen prerogative, that enhances one’s ability, to nourish their self-attunement.It lavishes, in self-importance and praise.Its chain reaction, is always satisfactory and enlightening.Perfectionists, are drawn by the extraordinary measures that it takes, to live … Continue reading Perfectionism: Brittney Fox
Tears and Dance: James Adamson
To the Glory of GodTo Gwyneth, with Love It seems like such a small thing to not want a giftIt seems like such a small thing to be able to danceAnd watch Elvis steal your movesAnd be ridiculedEveryone keeps examples of your failuresand all I wanted was to be able to decide my tearsAnd I … Continue reading Tears and Dance: James Adamson
Southern Belle: Marjolaine Brodeur
"Where's my mint julep?" I feel is an appropriate question as this dome of mugginess seems to be hanging on. Neither do the thunderstorms help because after they're over they leave humidity behind them which is made less tolerable with the hot temperatures that ensue. The Southern Belle in me awaits the soon to come … Continue reading Southern Belle: Marjolaine Brodeur
The Gentle Breeze: Richard Edwards
The gentle breeze,plays across the water.It carries with it, the hopes and dreams.Of, the lovers here, with their children.It is beautiful.The dream is carried, by the young at heart.With it those who are children dress of.And what we bring, to the young is a blessing.Love is what I offer, for the belief we are loved.Our … Continue reading The Gentle Breeze: Richard Edwards
A Book of Shadows: Robert St. Germain
I found a book covered in leaves.It was in the woods surrounded by trees.I opened it up and peered inside.The darkness within could no longer hide.The incantations entered my mind.And there is no escape that I could find.I tried to drop it but could not let go.So, I stood there reading it in the falling … Continue reading A Book of Shadows: Robert St. Germain
