May Flowers Contest Poetry Winner: “Wildflowers” by Stacie Eirich

Lay me in a field of wildflowers, that I may bask in the honeyed scent of many-colored blossoms, bright canary yellows, gentle lilacs, smooth ivories, pale pinks and vivid oranges, deep indigos and ravishing reds, wet with fresh dew they glisten against my skin, that I may dream of a place where Spring is everlasting, …

May Flowers Contest Winners

We are proud to announce the winners of our May Flowers Contest: Art: "Red Flower Watercolor" by Eleanor Halpern Fiction: "The Phases of the Moon: One Sentence Story" by Mehreen Ahmed Poetry: "Wildflowers" by Stacie Eirich Each of their pieces will debut throughout the day starting at 11:00 am and ending at 1:00 p.m. EST. …

It’s So Silent

By Alexey Tarasov Translated from the original Russian text by Sergey Gerasimov It’s so silent. It’s so silent without you. The rustle has thinned into a thread. If you press hard enough, you’ll see That everything is made of oil cake. It’s so sad. It’s so sad without you, Under the round seal of madness. …

Death Won’t Do Us Apart

By Dr. Imbesat Maheen Syed Death won’t us do us apart, It brings us together. The ones that leave us physically, Become part of us spiritually. Transcendence liberates one from grief, suffering and pain. Let’s not mourn the physical separation, but celebrate the spiritual union with our loved ones. May the tears of joy and …

A World of Misunderstanding

By Denis O'Sullivan Why doesn't the world leaders do what they can to protect women and children who are suffering because of man Why doesn't the world leaders do something to help children who are dying from malnutrition and disease and yet they couldn't care less about another hungry mouth to feed When are the …

A Night Sky in Maine

By Charis Negley A shooting star, my cousin says I crane my neck up to see into the dark Maine sky Stars as plentiful as pinholes in a cushion But we see no more meteors With our hazy young minds We identify constellations Slightly bent stories of stars sliding off our tongues And I wonder …

Mood Swing and Other Poems

By John F. Zurn Mood Swing Soaring like a magical bird, I fly high above the crowd. Freedom and joy envelop the world where only I am allowed. Then crashing down, I crawl like a worm stuck in this slime covered prison. Everything reeks of garbage and dirt, and robins make me nervous. Playground Life …

Freefall

By Amber Willard I woke up this morning, Pushed to the edge, One leap of faith, Freefall. I woke up this morning, Can’t withstand the heat, Time stands still, Freefall. I woke up this morning, Seconds to freedom, Take the first step, Freefall.

Songbird of Spring and Other Poems

By Stacie Eirich Songbird of Spring Exuberant with the breath and life and music of spring, she dances in glistening sunshine, her jubilation bright with dawn, her wonder renewed with cherry-blossoms and chickadees, twirling, jumping, gliding — a goldfinch flitting her wings, soaring in joyous refrain, brilliant rays of light dancing with her flight! Artistry …

Late Summer Sunday Afternoon Hike and Bus Stop Saturday Night

By Ron Roman Late Summer Sunday Afternoon Hike Hiking late summer Sunday afternoon, Sun yet strong still. What does it matter, Where do we go? Venule-shaped verdant leaves, Now surround me everywhere. Colorless sky staring back overhead, Giving off a soulless glow. Waters churning in nearby brook, Giving birth to memories that echo. Distant bird …