Water grazing dots flurry and twirl, licking the brook's dribbling top. Brimming their plump bellies, blonde sunset shone. Cuddled along pebble stone, little shields from soft gusts, parading pockets of rhythm.
Drug Nightmare By Kelvin Iris
Relaxed, too relaxed Nerves like electricity Sound of steel banging Break a plate Shattered nerves
Hallucinate By Cory Buchanan
Gorge mountains powder to plateau, in beading heat, climbing from fevering clamour. A short rail to celestial whispers, deep in moonlit motions. Suspended in sixth sense, passed the pitches, into the dawn of flattened breathing.
Nothing’s Written By John Oross
It was a cold winter morning With nothing but white to see It was a time for reflection I had nothing except my creativity So armed with pen and paper I started to confront my destiny. Too often in life we ignore Those few who mean us well Many times we simply turn away Ending … Continue reading Nothing’s Written By John Oross
Kids and School Buses By Wendy Leslie Kirsch
The bell just rang And here they come Some run to meet Their Dad or Mom. Pony tails And dancing curls Rowdy boys And shrieking girls. Most line up and wait For their buses to arrive Others bound down the street So young and alive. They don’t hold still for a second Jumping and down … Continue reading Kids and School Buses By Wendy Leslie Kirsch
Summer Soon By Cassandra Kulay
Somewhere soon is summer soon. I wish I was at the beach playing in the waves or walking barefoot. Sand between my toes, who knows I might find forgiveness in the water, a baptism of cold, after which I fold my towel and go into town, like any other season, summer has a sinister side, … Continue reading Summer Soon By Cassandra Kulay
Clockwork By Brittney Fox
She, who cries in the night, has her eyes dried by dawn. Sun rays seep through thin shades onto her sheets. She blames her red swollen eyes on little sleep. She goes through the motions to make ends meet, holding onto the secrets she’s sworn to keep. Trichromatic vision but she sees in variations of … Continue reading Clockwork By Brittney Fox
A Hollow Feeling By James Adamson
To Gwyneth with love To the Glory of God Neither hot nor cold and will be spit out on that day I carried isolation and rejection there was an ice storm the previous night into the day I felt like a balloon with feeling only stretched out over my skin I moved along the … Continue reading A Hollow Feeling By James Adamson
Conversation Between Strangers By Jan McCartney
Excuse me, do you have any time? No, I’m sorry, I’m in a hurry. Could you listen but a minute? No, I’ve got my own damn worry. But, will you stop for just awhile? I’m afraid that I’ll be late. Well, you see, my life is on the line! Well, that is your own fate! … Continue reading Conversation Between Strangers By Jan McCartney
Elevator Dog By Henry Peters
Elevation! elevator dog heavenation O! what a jive! up and down scratchin' and a lickin' howlin' and a barkin' all day day long. I say a hey ho and a ho hey he ain't never yet seen the light of day without his fix of gravitational kicks! sniffin', spinnin' flippin' and a fallin' up … Continue reading Elevator Dog By Henry Peters
