Is it not funny how a moment can become a distant planet? And it is strange how it once felt so near. It seems like it will never end, and that it fades away back into yesterday. It is so odd how a heart can mend. And then you find new lovers and friends. All … Continue reading A Distant Planet: Robert St.Germain
Category: Poets
Revision: Peter Herget
As the sun sets in the east and when it has risen to the west, these feelings of discontent and emptiness all around. The only way to fill the spaces between is knowing that some parts are still in thought. For tis those parts that make thy memories whole again. Be at peace with thy … Continue reading Revision: Peter Herget
To Barbara: Pamela Wain
You are someone who is smart, you love me dearly in your heart. I know this, you tell me so, with your love, I want to grow. To a place where I am well, with your help, my heart does swell. Even though I have rough days, you are in my heart, in special ways. … Continue reading To Barbara: Pamela Wain
Moonlight: Marjolaine Brodeur
Staring out of her apartment’s window towards the night sky, the woman was pleased to see the moon’s fullness. It caused her so much pleasure that she greeted it as if it were an old friend. Many might have found her strange to do so; but, she cared not what “they” thought of her, she … Continue reading Moonlight: Marjolaine Brodeur
An Afternoon in February 2018: Kelvin Iris
Clouds of grey Hiding the brightness Of sun Turning it white Nighttime bright moon Against twilight Hidden by city light A day’s work Exhausted Quiet Gentle ‘60’s jazz To rest at ease
Youthful Error: James Adamson
To the Glory of God To Gwyneth, with Love A basket with a child Handed down through time The passion of broken china free of dreams Spirits moving with air vanish with pain of peers and their mystery Love on the edge of pink cracks A field of green in twilight Desperate and alone like … Continue reading Youthful Error: James Adamson
My Soldier: Cassandra Kulay
My soldier is at a crossroads so intense and so alone, planning a path over foreign soil. My soldier wears a uniform, self-styled, he is a soldier of fortune. His nature is not violent but gentle, he struggles so, in an internal battle N\no one knows how it is with him. His eyes see lands … Continue reading My Soldier: Cassandra Kulay
Clemency: C. Fay Shlanda
Clemency A leniency given The pardoning of a person Quarter is allowed despite the crime This word shows mercy, but does not equal forgiveness I will disregard your callous actions The words you spoke will be brushed off I am abandoning the idea of retaliations Dissipating are any future plans with you I will not … Continue reading Clemency: C. Fay Shlanda
Outside: Betty Carmichael
It is cold outside and all I want to do is go for a walk. But rain falls on my head. The geese are flying south. Back in 1982 I went to Freeport, Bahamas. I guess you could say I went south. One year I went to the Barbados. I’ve been to Churchill where the … Continue reading Outside: Betty Carmichael
All My Yesterdays: Robert St.Germain
All my yesterdays seem to fade away when I am with you. And all the old things pave the way to something new. All the pain that I held onto turns to nothingness. All the hurting inside turns to bliss. The path that only led to nowhere opens to somewhere else. Even if I have … Continue reading All My Yesterdays: Robert St.Germain
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