I’ve been through the cold and the pouring rains, through so much shit I don’t know who to blame; my life has been crazy. Mama, look what they’ve done to your baby… I come from that part of… Read More ›
Creative Talents Unleashed
In This Moment by D.B. Hall
I walk along the shore the gentle foaming waves rush in and kiss my feet. Seashells and sand dollars washed up from last night’s tides lie upon the morning shore in innocence. A seagull preens oblivious to… Read More ›
Ode to Inspiration by Christopher Allen Breidinger
I was pondering noises in the night with Poe, While a black bird was squawking, “Nevermore” Walt began singing the body electric. Embracing himself, no matter how eclectic. Mr. Frost then showed me a fork in the road, With… Read More ›
Green Eyed Monster by Tina Louise
Inside me lives a monster from time to time it raises it’s ugly head I’m not proud of this monster in fact I am very much ashamed I feel like I have no control over it it comes out… Read More ›
Back Against the Wall by Shelly Buttenhoff Miller
Back against the wall Tears gliding down her face Holding back sobs Not enough tissues There’s never enough Long, long day Long, long life She’s so weary Despair covers her like the fog Shrouds the deadly waterfall ahead … Read More ›
Secret of Mother by Brenda-Lee Ranta
Waking in the morning To little faces of demand for time for love for service for Mother What is makes it so this irreverent title without fanfare applying to millions distinctive to you and them Meals whirl… Read More ›
Lasting Trepidation by Angela M. Bertoli
Quiet trepidation, Awaiting life’s next move. Balance off, peace has fled, I’m stuck here in this groove. My head’s completely spun, I don’t know what to do. Silent indecision, Is all that’s coming through. Patience is my… Read More ›
Shrapnel Eyes by Hugh Dysart
Grab them by their shiny medals, make them look, into the soul, of misery Into the shrapnel eyes, of a dead child If they shed no tears, blow their fucking, heads off Grab them by their fat red… Read More ›
Tend Our Garden by Susannah White
Why do we look and act different? We are all one in the same on a different level of progression. It’s all a matter of using this brain. Our soul is our energy and I don’t think it has form… Read More ›
Poetic Marinade by Donna J. Sanders
Use a potent elixir for my flesh is fortified with fibrous intellect balance the brine with more than a few pinches of saline respect to be seasoned well pour those herbs and spices so that I can… Read More ›
