A New Beginning So much to feel. All at one time Overwhelmed with hurt and pain. Aching all over. Breaking away from the past. Starting again. Oh my heart. Oh my soul. All that is within thee Makes with rejoicing. Why rejoice? There is too much sorrow. But turning the page; that is a triumph
Category: poetry
Suddenly, My Body: Megan Tyler
spring’s silk laying beside cherry red cheeks, shy bitten lips the sweet harmonic sounds awaken to the sunlight’s shower a tree stump with roots sprouting out her blushing heart pounces tamed under the smile distinct and clear palms of lines of road maps crossing into one another Suddenly, my body is Alice’s Wonderland not a … Continue reading Suddenly, My Body: Megan Tyler
A Thousand Years: Jordan Derksen
I was on a road trip across the country when I stopped in a little village and met with a medicine man. I asked him if he could tell me my purpose in life. I felt dismayed because on this road trip I was to find myself. He shook a bag of bones, blew some … Continue reading A Thousand Years: Jordan Derksen
Riots in Vancouver – A Prayer: Jason Cheung
Mayhem! Riots in Vancouver! Police cars ablaze; Store windows broken. Many injured, many more places trashed and looted. Chaos ensues in a city of sin devilry at worst? I prayed that it wasn’t so. Because we lost a hockey game, the flares insinuate and perpetuate. The fire of hell and hatred so strong, that they … Continue reading Riots in Vancouver – A Prayer: Jason Cheung
I'll Be Crying: James Adamson
To the Glory of God To Gwyneth with Love There’s more than one way we return to our early days Our submission is one Our irrelevant anger; the grey that comes from destruction The murder that comes from the past; Untreatable, uncommunicated pain is anther I’ve heaved with tears Some will tell people the resurrection … Continue reading I'll Be Crying: James Adamson
Melody: Gerald Herron
The words and years left unspent, I now confess to you, in the hopes you are listening in your kingdom of blue. For I now come with roses and this poem in hand, to realize the mistakes I have made as a man. For the greying silver now passes through these aging doors; and I … Continue reading Melody: Gerald Herron
Spring: Cassandra Kulay
The breeze is singing the crowds are reaching for spring, for spring here drifts a thought in my mind, it's caught of flowers and trees of birds and bees of lover's fairs and all their wares on display the blooming branches sway overhead and cover the ground with pedals, today birds spread their wings and … Continue reading Spring: Cassandra Kulay
From Feather to Pen: Stephen W. Sigurdson
A feather, so light, no weight, with freedom, no work, no time, never late. A feather with little or no impact, as it eventually, softly will land, having no destination in mind or tasks at hand. A feather floating, void of tension, able to be one with nature, to let go, in the air, or … Continue reading From Feather to Pen: Stephen W. Sigurdson
Black Wings: Robert St. Germain
Here I am, stranded On earth, and never to rise again. Getting kicked out of heaven left me scarred and in pain. I walk among the people with my heart in shreds, While I would rather be over and dead. No one notices me, For I am a shadow. And all my footsteps disappear in … Continue reading Black Wings: Robert St. Germain
Freedom: Melody Chepil
Freedom Holding my breath waiting for the Next moment to exhale feeling Trapped at the edges frayed at the strings. Awful, just ready to pop and explode. Knowing there Is no answer but to keep going on. Lost in a field of flowers. Wanting, hoping, trying with all my might to come Home where openness … Continue reading Freedom: Melody Chepil
