Streams of starlight silence in search of humid waterfalls, parching by the mountainside. Beginning in oasis pictures and sounds -- trickles and croaks, acted behind eyes by craving, grasping at the apex of pristine surrender
Tag: poetry
Let Me Be Dreaming By Brittney Fox
I watched you for as long as I could through the window, Cranked my neck back until you were a speck, I remember thinking, "I'm way too young to leave the nest." My heart had never felt so heavy in my chest. My body became just as restless as my mind. All my life it'd … Continue reading Let Me Be Dreaming By Brittney Fox
Dream Tree By Susan Maria Rowley
There was nothing Jesse loved better than to lay under the big spruce tree by the lake. She could spend hours watching the boughs dance and sway. Her parents sometimes joked that she would turn into a tree... which made her laugh. And really... Jesse didn't mind because she loved her green friend. Sometimes she … Continue reading Dream Tree By Susan Maria Rowley
Industry Nightmare By Kelvin Iris
Distant future Revealed by a dream Oceans Hidden by industry Tower Reaching to the skies A red sun with emotional Electric waves To keep everyone In lukewarm feelings Save humanity Let them feel the Heavenly ocean breeze Know passion and love For the creator’s delight
Frisky By Peter Herget
I'm bashful, I'm dopey, I may seem a little mopey but I'm really soapy. I'm sleepy, I'm sneezy, but this is what makes me breezy. I'm grumpy, I'm happy and that's what makes me snappy. All together this makes me one mellow, fellow yellow.
the wound: By Megan Tyler
the silence in this mouth erodes breaks down the enamel the protective coating is gone now the silence in this body is a bandage but the blood of the living keeps bleeding through seeping red gushing despair
Winnipeg in January 2016: By Kelvin Iris
On a warm spring-like winter day in January twenty-sixteen, I saw eagles. There were four circling tightly above the bell-tower of Knox United Church. They glided above what were four gothic corner spikes. One had been struck down by lightning in twenty- ten. Corner to corner they curved their flight barely stirring their feathers, but … Continue reading Winnipeg in January 2016: By Kelvin Iris
A Life: By Jan McCartney
Old man with wrinkled brow tell me what you’re thinking now… I think of memories, turned now to dust and golden times, covered now with rust. I think of rivers running clear and a lovely wife who was so dear. Of family sounds and laughter, too and a tiny home, round which ivy grew. Of … Continue reading A Life: By Jan McCartney
Empty Envelopes: By James Adamson
Disintegrating internally with so much hope Held inside; The death of hope actually; but maybe it is a rebirth. All the potential letters and invitations and pronouncements are like the cherished water gun. Or bumper cars and games of hide and go seek of childhood; when others made their opinion of you clear, … Continue reading Empty Envelopes: By James Adamson
Lost Child: By Nancy A.M. Alexiuk, Phd.
The lights shine on her sweet smile And how you long to hold her. But she has not known love awhile. Who will try to save her? You can save her If you see The dark deep in her eyes she hides. She’s trying to hide. She’s trying to hide. This little girl, this frightened … Continue reading Lost Child: By Nancy A.M. Alexiuk, Phd.
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