When we were granted, the gravity, to this Earth;And, the nurturing, of Mother Nature’s expression…We were handed a place, in the grand kaleidoscope.For our chance, at an evolutionary, galactic experience.We were granted, our shot, to stand on this stage, at this time.Where the seasons, come alive for us,And, the city’s saturation changes.We are scattered, like … Continue reading Radio Heads: Brittney Fox
Category: poetry
The Blues: Brittney Fox
My heart, has always been in another place.As she spoke, I’d nod with aggression,While starring right through her.I was anything but caught in her aura.Somehow, I failed to be captivated, by my own creation.I barely got over, that we shared the same sky;Never mind, the gravity of the force that was supposed to anchor me … Continue reading The Blues: Brittney Fox
Softly it Rises: Richard Edwards
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 aware of 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 it Rises: Richard Edwards
Soul: Cassandra Kulay
Breaking the surface, a shattered mirror, looking for yourself but the shards are too difficult to match, your soul scattered over the universe, is this just one fragment of existence, one of many parallel worlds? Silence gives you time to hear the music of the spheres, harmonizing your point of view with that continuous tune, building a rapport with insight, … Continue reading Soul: Cassandra Kulay
The Devil’s Horse: Robert St. Germain
Hop on the Devil’s horse, and, ride it straight to Hell. Spend time with the demons, as they put you under their spell. Do not feel guilty, for we are all the same down here. Do not worry, and do not fear. Fire will come from the horse’s hooves. Say what you have to say, and prove what you have to prove. The flames will … Continue reading The Devil’s Horse: Robert St. Germain
Fast and Slow: Rachel Drobot
At 12 years old they called me slow. I was the weird “quiet girl”. Contemplative with every word I lived in a dream like introverted world. They called me slow In the way I moved, but especially the way I talked but I look back at those days. Those days I despised myself for who I was and I see the beauty. I don’t … Continue reading Fast and Slow: Rachel Drobot
Springtime: Marjolaine Brodeur
Buds have begun to sprout leaves. Harbingers of what is to come. Trees full of magnificent foliage, Meant to cool and shade new life. One must hope for better times, Climate change, so sad for all. Heat domes make many wilt, Fires ravage many domiciles. Time is now to counter it, No more delay is acceptable. Everyone must play a part, No one is … Continue reading Springtime: Marjolaine Brodeur
Peace Screams: John Oross
As I lay resting trouble follows me around as she lay resting peace screams; no sound She wanted to go dancing, drinking and to have fun. She was now expecting I wanted to save some. She wanted her friend to move right on in a house built on love. Let the end now begin. As the moments passed the further she walked away, less did I now … Continue reading Peace Screams: John Oross
Scenes of the World: Joyce Lancaster
Wonderful, glorious sky; I wish the sky would remain that way. People tend to forget to dream, and reach for the stars, and dream, and, be innocent, like a child. I love you, child. Don’t lose your dream.
Dark Hope: James Adamson
To the Glory of God, to Gwyneth with Love. The only reason we look down is that we’re in the dark. In the light we look to the horizon. When we watch our step we see the separation between the boards on the dock. When the sky is blue we wonder how far we can see, the rotation of … Continue reading Dark Hope: James Adamson
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