Derry Down

By Dorian J. Sinnott If I could remember the moment we met, I would ne’er consider each tear of regret-- Was once the ever-flowing pain of lost streams, Still shattered by the voice, the haunts of my dreams…?   With violet reflections on fresh fallen snow, You sang her wonders once, so long ago-- My … Continue reading Derry Down

Weapons Down

By Sophia Behal   I, pointing at you soldier with my daisy. I will do it to ya I guess daily. “Dear Sinister how hard is it to see, a wonder, a flower?” “Weapons down”, I say, Bloody hell, Breaking the spell, Prevent a catastrophy. Soldier after soldier, soldiers; “one by one, don’t poitn their … Continue reading Weapons Down