Through a Rain Covered Window in Saint Petersburg The sky is clouding over, The wind is building up, I think a lot of rain is going to fall, The little birds that know these things, Are singing in the trees, A warning to all creatures, great and small. Outside the cars are speeding up; People … Continue reading Poems by John Anthony Fingleton
“The Journey”
By Sunil Sharma I will take you to where moon is Or, other some such places where You hear the Amazon singing at her tenor full. The Niagara falling falling falling like tumbling$ Or: The ancient Nile being travelled by a young Cleopatra and Antony And recorded by the Bard for the King’s Men, … Continue reading “The Journey”
“A Journey’s End”
By Lynn Long Wish me well on this journey It is one that I must take And, I won't be returning This is certain of my fate I have lived a life of danger I have broken all the rules At times I've been a stranger At times I've been a fool... I hear … Continue reading “A Journey’s End”
Season of Tears
By Ahmad Al-khatat I cry for you a river in a unique season with no seeds growing hope; nor leaves flying over my journey without you I walk with sword tagging on my neck ‘till I feel comfortable to slaughter myself with no doubts, and dreams to come true As my head walks away to … Continue reading Season of Tears
Dreams Have Breathed a New Dawn
By Dr. Imbesat There is that beautiful mountain I can climb, See and feel the air moving the pine, I know all that I see is mine. Have to be strong, Keep moving on, The dreams have breathed a new dawn.
Snow Globe
By Glen Armstrong Bones of snow. Seem to float within her. A horse and carriage makes its way. Through her wintery mood. The night would be beautiful. If not for this grave mission. And nothing I say. Seems to console her. Curtesy and customer service. Intermingle. I answer her phone. And the caller declines … Continue reading Snow Globe
“Ithaca” (Haiku 196-203)
By Thomas Page A father and son, Telemachus and The lost Odysseus Penelope’s basket and Sisyphus’ rock; Both always undone Dyed-blue bearded god, Brother heavenly thundered, Mimics by shaking Homer’s xenia, Custom hospitality, Stories and cyclops Boiling marrow Dry from bones, fear slowly cooks Courage from strong legs The eagle and geese War in Penelope’s … Continue reading “Ithaca” (Haiku 196-203)
Should I one day remember that other life of ours
By James Diaz my, what beautiful years you have in your pack, trailing the eastern front brambles, burning barns- then the light in your eyes hesitating between things I broke like bread crumbs every stone in me hungry for naming, clamor cells bursting cool, summer crushes and hanging laundry forest winding its longest arm around … Continue reading Should I one day remember that other life of ours
Kurosawa Prayer
By James Diaz I put my knee into my throat puking amber cuz all i know are words for other things fox is people and the moon and river, strongest people and I bring it up to my mouth drink it like I don't know what it's made for this skein pulled long in sorrow I … Continue reading Kurosawa Prayer
Driving
By James Diaz I asked you the name of this town we were slowly passing through like storm clouds that are holding out and the earth below waiting expectantly, open mouthed, greedy- for all that rain that won't come didn't you see the sign you asked, no then why don't we name it … Continue reading Driving