Microaggression Often hard to glean It’s like passive-aggression The intent is rarely seen Was that an insult Or is it just me Do I just imagine Oversensitivity I get so confused And feel quite unsure Do you really care… Read More ›
Month: June 2018
Featured Writer: Mark Andrew Heathcote
Stars are born out of light, not darkness. Stars are born out of light, not darkness. Obscurities-river flows without behest We must all navigate the fathomless The starless universe within us lest- We forget where we did begin to shine… Read More ›
My Muse by Damon E. Johnson
When the world becomes chaotic and there’s no rhythm in my blues I quickly turn my thoughts to you and you then become my muse © Damon E. Johnson Excerpt from the book Forbidden Fruit $13.95 Plus Shipping ~… Read More ›
Inspiration Call: Flash Fiction Friday
Inspiration Call: Flash Fiction Friday Write a flash fiction piece (short story, prose, poetry up to 1000 words) Share your written piece by dropping it in the comment section. #WritingPrompt #WritersChallenge #Poetry #Writing #Literature #FlashFiction #InspirationCall #CreativeTalentsUnleashed Get creative at… Read More ›
Thankful by Maggie Mae
For every breath I take Every rain drop That falls All the flowers Of spring Every smiling face I see All the days I wake Every wave crashing On the shore All the love I feel © Maggie… Read More ›
Through the Pale Mist by William Wright, Jr.
Monotone Fogs the day Rendering our limbs Spoiled, dormant and dull Our dreams Are grey and faint Worrisome and far Coursing With pitiful despair Our truthful roads Now weave Through shades of white To wander Unyielding and frayed… Read More ›
Writer Highlight Featuring: Bevan Boggenpoel
Natural Turmoil Circulating your darkest fear Knowing it’s drawing near Infrastructure nowhere to run Their fate sealed before it’s done The elements filled with anger Putting many lives in danger Struck with panic attacks Your mental state… Read More ›
Inspiration Call: Be like the sun
Inspiration Call: Be like the sun Without the sun we could not survive. What does this bright star mean to you? How does your light shine? Give us some metaphorical poetry about our sun. Share your written piece by dropping… Read More ›
Red Lips by Sue Lobo
Mama told me, on the day I came to earth, That I had pink rosebuds, upon my lips at birth, As child, soft lips smudged with juice of cherries, Daubed, traced & licked, with furtive stolen berries. As… Read More ›
Vulnerable by Kristina Neal Mosley
At thirteen we’d moved back to Philadelphia Momma said we couldn’t keep living like this Nana opened up her corner house But I’d caught momma running, Back to Texas Said she’d be better off My Uncle came to… Read More ›
