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
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
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
Flowers: Daniel Caneda
You can feel it in your soulIn your heart…The minute that you knowWhen somebody departs… You then express it through the musicAnd the artGive them their flowersYou should have known from the startThat (flowers)Are grown through the rain and sunshineWe need both even though when it comes timeTo heal, we tend to overlook the rainy … Continue reading Flowers: Daniel Caneda
Magical Ignorance: James Adamson
To the Glory of GodTo Gwyneth, with Love In fine nightThe root rotsRelief from release is rentedTomorrow is the same as yesterdaySo let’s screw people over, done and onePeking duckCalcium, so let’s kidney stoneChildren condemned by obvious useFeeling loved, surrounded by contemptKindness withheld because of the power of your charmsYou can’t trust yourselfEverywhere you go … Continue reading Magical Ignorance: James Adamson
Quantum Signature: James Adamson
To the Glory of GodTo Gwyneth, with Love It’s JulyA small yellow leaf fellSometimes looking at nature is a feeling of communicationEverything hangs in the airEven my smile seems a spiritThe curtain of green gives wayYet the ocean and lakes are at my finger tipsBehind me is an audience sharing my viewThey include the back … Continue reading Quantum Signature: James Adamson
