Cleaning the Office and Other Poems

By Daniel P. Barbare Cleaning the Office Making my way lightheartedly and joyfully I’m cleaning the office while writing a poem, harmoniously and ceremoniously with ear, mind, and hands. My Thoughts Happiness arrives when I’m just plain broke not a penny to spend just lean back with my thoughts. Peaches at the Market Soft and …

A Nice Old Man

By Ian Copestick Where I walk my dog, every day, I see an old man. A nice old man. While the weather's good, he walks around the neighborhood, with a cane He waves at everyone he sees . Whether he knows them, or not, I have no idea. But, I always enjoy meeting him. He's …

The Vultures Are Circling and Sorcerer of Death

By Andrew Scott The Vultures Are Circling a villanelle Their thirst is burning not waiting on the bodies of the dead The vultures are circling flesh is for the yearning will not stop until they are fed Their thirst is burning Weakness is where they are engaging control is how they are bred The vultures …

Together

By Lamont A. Turner Together we shall reconstruct the universe from glimpses and whispers, chance encounters with our souls, we shall compose a dirge for our chains and shatter the cell of our existence, our canvas expanding to encompass the infinite. The flowing scarlet of screaming births! The wail of tumultuous origins! This life shall …

Blue Mires

By Gabriella Garofalo The stars are irked with the rough sea, The nosey parker who always gossips About his neighbours, the dwellers in a dreary flat, The wannabe failing lady, the ratty freaky guy, The wilful rattle-brained girl Bit fed up with books and words- For Heaven's sake, aren’t you so lonely, You withered twig where …

Borderland and Other Poems

By Veronica Ashenhurst Borderland —In memory of S.P., my grandfather You’ve been pebbled grey ash in a box for years, while I’m a recluse, ill. We’re a quiet pair: displaced from the land, far from its gold wheat sea. But now, if you knew, you’d quake: the enduring country is a slaughter bench. Men of …

We’ve never met

By Lynn Long We’ve never met And I love you already I’ve always loved you And I know this now All the dreams The love songs The seeking You’ve always been How can it be For we’ve never met Yet, I see you in dream White hibiscus in a coral sea Butterfly kisses And the …

Choice and Other Poems

By Allison Grayhurst Choice I swayed and found fire on my backside, in my insides, quaking, cracking the edges and the surfaces, melting the dream that sustained me. Down the slide, there can be no laws but the law of commitment to love, to making up for winter by honouring the snow and days of …

Cat on a Mat and Other Poems

By Ken Gosse Cat on a Mat Have you ever had that kind of a cat who leaves a dead bird on your welcome mat and sometimes, perhaps, a nasty dead rat? He’s trying to tell you, wherever you’re at, “I love you, and though I may be a bit fat, I hope you love …

The Shooting Star and Other Poems

By Muskan Kaur The Shooting Star Once upon a time afar In the twinkle family of stars The fixed and fire chose to rebel Afraid and tired of burning within I sought to seek the distant planet Blue and green; land and oceanic Unimpressed by how my light The way they say could breach through …