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.When you sleepYou can’t hear a peep.
Category: Poets
Gimme my Hot Cup of Tea: John Oross
All my lifeI’ve been homeless and alone, without a love of my own.What I have given away, trying to get her to look my way.There she is.She came from afar, left my heart and soul ajar.Then she walked away, touring about our world. I’ve kept her in my heart.Yes, right from the start. Gimme, gimme, … Continue reading Gimme my Hot Cup of Tea: John Oross
A Feverish Grin: James Adamson
To the Glory of GodTo Gwyneth, with Love Saved by a child cold and alone on the railroads tracksOr maybe I heard wrongIt’s probably because of Poulin ExterminatorsA hive of activity deep in the funk of existenceOr on my skinCaptured by a prejudice pure and simpleThe contempt of mothers waiting to drop another shoeCrying our … Continue reading A Feverish Grin: James Adamson
Dignified: Cassandra Kulay
You act as if you’re so dignified,looking down, on the common fool,So serious, in everything you do.But, comedy is important too.Laughter heals, and sometimes reveals,the truth, you think you’re so much above,everyone, but you can’t see, our common needs unite us;and, in them, we are one.Sometimes, we bow our heads,while you hold yours up high,you … Continue reading Dignified: Cassandra Kulay
Puppets: Robert St. Germain
We all have someone to answer to.And someone to tell us what to do.Some of us realize, well many never knew.The church and the government are part of the system that keeps us down.When I see people enslaved it makes my frown.We are all put in packages to make us comply.And most of us will … Continue reading Puppets: Robert St. Germain
Casualties of War: Robert St. Germain
This is a war, and they are fighting for control of our minds.It’s a war of ideals and it is never kind.The masters tell us what to feel and what to think.It’s our souls that get poured down the sink.The police of thoughts are on patrol.They say they are here to help, but they just … Continue reading Casualties of War: Robert St. Germain
Softly: 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 awareOf 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: Richard Edwards
On Time: Cassandra Kulay
Time has a rhythm,like breathing, rising and falling.Special occasions calling.Diamond encrusted moments,embedded into our memory.Slow to come and fast evaporating. We’re all just getting through the day, somehow.Until days turn into weeks, turn into months, turn into seasons.Searching for the meaning,Finding new reasons to be.Inventing a narrative for ourselves that pushes us forward,or takes us … Continue reading On Time: Cassandra Kulay
Consciousness: Cassandra Kulay
Dreams cut a swath through my consciousness.Living in relief of my thoughts, my obsessions, and my fragile impressions.Love blooms like a cactus in the desert.Prickly but soft in the center.Those nightmares that stop my soul in its tracks.Left so exposed to the highs and lows.The heat and the cold.The paralysis induced by paranoia.A vision unfolds … Continue reading Consciousness: Cassandra Kulay
Nirvana: Brittney Fox
I think of my experience here, as a pile of rotating organisms on this planet.And I think of my own expiry.When it becomes the exact time for my extinction.My distinct, estimated time of arrival to Elsewhere.Where you simply fall out of your skin and suddenly exist amongst euphoric bliss;Leaving behind only your ashes and currency.I … Continue reading Nirvana: Brittney Fox
