Your make-up looks wonderful! A comment on a picture In which I was wearing Very little make-up Many people commented Only this comment I found not complimentary It really set my day off badly I even asked my mom In… Read More ›
Anthology
Dorothy by Jacqui Slade
Spiraling through dreams, hurricanes of mind searching for something that you cannot find. In wistful tornadoes a wish is blown over the rainbow, you find yourself thrown. Living in colour avenging the grey in wonder wayfarer finding your way through… Read More ›
House of Clay by Karla Botha
Depression is repression, You make me open up my doors, A beautiful conflict presides inside, A whirlwind that’s now yours. So sorry to say, Contradicting issues mucks up my mind, Anger blinded crusade, For innocence, I’ll never find. Don’t let… Read More ›
My Quest by Veronica “Vee” Thornton
I never met Bonita Applebaum but I’ve been serenaded with the song it didn’t turn me on but we danced all night long I’d visit El Segundo if I had a chance wouldn’t leave my wallet but I would drop… Read More ›
The Conjurer by William Wright, Jr.
Shielded by the dead of night A homestead is alight With neon-colored potions and plans A lone and crooked frame Weaves back and forth Through the nurturing silence Where his madness may grow Into an outburst of genius Where his… Read More ›
Wings – Collaboration
Whooshing and whirring, It’s the clouds dripping onto my feathers, Seeping into my soul Warning its hypnotized bliss; Waxing into creases of a new dawn. And no more do I need feathers Or a crown of flowers; Only my wings… Read More ›
A Lesson about Love by Lyne Beringer
My Love… Surrendering all of me to you Blood dancing, surging, flowing My heart… Broken, as I blaze straight into the Autumn sunset Cheeks the color of crimson My Sweet… Drowning ourselves in admonition Completely confined by the distance between… Read More ›
Office Plant by Glenda Higgins
Martine walked along the street looking up at the streetlights. The full moon stared down at her bent head. “Why look up?” She thought, following her feet with her eyes. “The world is round, God is good. So what!” She… Read More ›
Heart’s Reflection by Shelly Ambrose
My reflection is dim and jaded Unfinished goals sit weak and still This heart beats numb and faded How did my dreams used to feel? I’m struggling to let brokenness go To renew my peace and my mind. New growth… Read More ›
Midnight Passion by Stuart Kilmartin
The hour is late; the door is open. The streets are silent; the moon is crescent. The sounds of footsteps peter softly in the night’s dark vacuum. The lost souls of daytime meet beneath the blackened sky of a moonlit… Read More ›
