Weakness, vulnerable to circumstance, a trap door, mazes of my own mind’s design, puzzles with missing pieces, incomplete, games with no winners, every option seems like defeat, waking up just to repeat. My pain is deep down into my soul’s pit, I am hiding deep within, entrenched, with a masked heart, my storage is overflowing. … Continue reading My Efforts Will Be Rewarded: Stephen Sigurdson
Category: poetry
Poetry: Raime Goldberg
Subject matter to its purpose Goes up and forward Excited For now, and tomorrow Morning We go to eye doctor Alex and Raime Together at last we watch and walk step in time to the music Deist is the singer I sacrificed my body and reputation for hits La Pierre The octopus Eight Isolation and … Continue reading Poetry: Raime Goldberg
Ruminating Riddle, Paulette Furoy
People come to me and I can see that they are fast asleep -dreaming. Their problems are from their dreams and they want to solve them. They can't be solved because they aren’t real. How can you solve an unreal problem? If it exists, it can be solved - but their problem is nowhere. An … Continue reading Ruminating Riddle, Paulette Furoy
Coming Home: Jordan Derksen
I foreshadow the future I see the sun go down on the horizon, I hear the Tall tales told in the night Around smokes! The stories of A hero and villains battle Between men. Man’s greatest Enemy is himself! I try not To think too far ahead, but The battle lines have been Drawn, if … Continue reading Coming Home: Jordan Derksen
The Path of Life: John Oross
Standing along the edge of a wandering brook, you gaze into the water below. The reflection of you and the world around is disturbed by the constant movement of the water cascading over the bed of rocks. The sound of all this movement rushes to your ears adding its voice to the orchestra of life … Continue reading The Path of Life: John Oross
Vixens of Vanity: Gerald Herron
The all-American dream... blue eyes, blonde hair, Barbie Doll effect, Beauty becomes an everyday duty; foundation, blush, mascara. Soon you won't remember what's underneath. And like apprentices of Michelangelo, starving your bodies into Italian marble. The quest for the perfect breasts... cosmetic perjury. Paint by numbers, trays of water colours, they'll make you look pretty... … Continue reading Vixens of Vanity: Gerald Herron
Beauty: Cassandra Kulay
Tired of the hard sounds that seek out the vulnerable, one remembers the softer moments, unexpected classical music, a flower falling from an impressive height, the first person who was gentle with your emotions and the suffering that led up to them.
Kaleidoscope Online |A Last Reach – Anonymous
In the form of momentum In the cross of the divine All servers reserved In the midst of a mound In mild remedy For the rest to be In an abyss of true values The value of life Entwine the future and the past With the psyche of the present All at once The wind … Continue reading Kaleidoscope Online |A Last Reach – Anonymous
Beauty that I see: Richard Edwards
Dove that you are your silver wings rise into the sky we wonder why this beauty flies into the sky you are a sweet angel The angel that you be allows us to see the beauty you are you are a star in your own right you are out-a-sight a delight to the eye your … Continue reading Beauty that I see: Richard Edwards
Meek Moist Paradise: Kelvin Iris
Mother Mary guide me somehow guide me through the madness in my brain. The fire consumes me I weaken My strength fails me As I seek to walk The line of peace. I get angry I can’t help But get angry At consumer frenzy That devours The beautiful Bountiful Earth. I cry; I cry; Helpless, … Continue reading Meek Moist Paradise: Kelvin Iris
