it is my turn to speak of imagination and places I have never been it was in Paris that you took my hand and believed it was in Paris that I believed it was not about the drop of wine on the tan of my unclothed skin or the salt of an unhinged tear that … Continue reading Sensory Perception: Margot Block
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Masterpiece of Madness: Megan Tyler
Drenched in your kind of witchcraft I’ve become the skin of a snake The rattle of it’s slithering tongue, unbecoming me Some hazy thought of a child’s scribbles on the bedroom wall. Some dream that was chicken scratched and wiped away years ago. Plastered over pink A white wash magnifies madness in the reflection, I … Continue reading Masterpiece of Madness: Megan Tyler
If Your Have Love: Robert St. Germain
Even when life seems unfair someone out there really cares it could be a lover, or family or friend listen to the message that compassion sends when your tears fall know that they will dry in all good time, you will be fine when people are cruel you just be strong for they were the … Continue reading If Your Have Love: Robert St. Germain
Panic Room: Cassandra Kulay
The cell is closing in on me so empty of content except me dark despair swallows my mind lovely memories I long to find I cannot remember without pain brought back to grim reality. My surroundings define me absolutely, I cannot rise to spiritual truth, locked in this cage of lies, I wish not to … Continue reading Panic Room: Cassandra Kulay
Into the Mouth of Madness (After reading Joseph Conrad's Heart of Darkness): Gerald Herron
Into the mouth of madness, a man left to his own devices, poked, prodded, by isolation, the jungle heat, and diseases. A man's mind is a fragile thing, like the intricate mechanisms in a Swiss clock. Leave it unattended for too long, it will tick a different talk.
The Lull: Hanna Friesen
The Lull: Oh How I want to Impress you And so if I Let it all go And just BE The scary thing Is, I may Bore my onlookers Whom I need To keep on their toes Or the edge of their seat... So maybe one day I'll take the risk Of embodying boredom And … Continue reading The Lull: Hanna Friesen
Hoar Frost Again: James Adamson
Is it beautiful or ominous? the still and frozen limbs of trees that lace and stand like of stalagmites that shock us even though it took so long for them to form. Frost is simple so much like a sleeping horse, the the way they stand and even blink dead asleep. Even heavy laden snow … Continue reading Hoar Frost Again: James Adamson
My Devil Inside: John Oross
How can I heal inside? Hanging onto my foolish pride? How I do waste away Not sharing what I can say In silence, I do hide I find it hard to confide Trust is a serious thing But I give away nothing How I ignore my pain That drives me quite insane Why can’t I … Continue reading My Devil Inside: John Oross
An Homage to Winnipeg: Jordan Derksen
An omage to Winnipeg. A true city of peace and beauty, a city where you can get frostbite at Festival du Voyageur and sunburn at Folkfest. A nightlife of, music and friendship, with drinks a three cheers. We talk the night away in alleyways smoking and joking just want to hang out because it's cold … Continue reading An Homage to Winnipeg: Jordan Derksen
Rose Color: Margot Block
So she had said how I wanted to tell you all my life Every single movement wrapped in words Instead, I smiled with rose colour on my lips And how we failed to paint the marvellous truth Dropping a brush with a red handle Have grown rocks scratching the surface Blessing the palm and the … Continue reading Rose Color: Margot Block
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