By David William Pearce It was her eyes I noticed first. Big, cobalt blue, and surrounded by a translucent white. The beret was as I expected: red felt covering her head and left ear. She was sitting at a café, outside, under a red and white checkered awning. A cigarette dangled between her fingers, and … Continue reading Maris
By Mishal Gloria Nayler once wrote, “Sometimes being a friend is mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over.” You ever heard about comets? … Continue reading The Comet
By Alex Andy Phuong A man stepped out into the sunlight. Dawn had just came about, and then this person felthis feet upon the grass. Unfortunately, there were many weeds scattered throughout the lawn.The man toiled the soil, yet remembered the beauty of the Earth. Through love and care, thisman felt connected to the land, … Continue reading Grate Garden
By Mehreen Ahmed Just when Lizzy Crimson was leaving the art exhibition, a black and white picture hanging on the far side of a wall caught her attention. It was unbelievably mesmerising, and surrealistic. It looked like a downing of the sun at night. But the bright light that it emanated were white and diffused. … Continue reading A Blinding Light
By John Goodie Gustavo was waiting on a sign, a sign from Heaven, when the golden butterfly with bright blue eye-like markings, fluttered aloft, above his head, three times, and then landed on his shoulder. He was in Barcelona at La Boquería, a large, public fresh market, as popular with the locals as it … Continue reading Mariposa
By Rosanne Trost Reluctant at first To embark on this new path Not so sure She could always leave No commitment Might not be a good fit Gradually it happened She was hooked Looked forward to being together Fun happy times Grateful that she had taken that first scary step Life-changing Yet there were … Continue reading Don’t Cry
By Dianne Moritz Melissa closed the card, letter inside, and placed the envelope on her mantle. Sunshine filtered through the windows, bathing her in its radiant warmth. She thought of Mark and wondered if she could ever forgive him, trust him again. “Don’t go there!” she thought, then grabbed her wallet and headed out … Continue reading Change of Heart
By Guy Farmer Sitting in his room, Telling himself His stories, Over and over, Because no one Else will listen to them, Though they assure him They care deeply About his well-being. Guy Farmer writes deep short poems about the human condition. Visit him online at Unconventional Being, https://www.unconventionalbeing.com/.
We wanted to do something a little different here and decided to hop on the trend of Twitter poetry. The challenge was to tweet up to seven lines and we got some really cool poems. Thank you to everyone who participated and maybe we'll do another Twitter challenge in the future.
By Wanda Morrow Clevenger at the Amerisports Bar & Grill a flurry of females in flapper frocks condoms glued to the bride’s veil Wanda Morrow Clevenger lives in Hettick, IL. She use to keep small birds but they continued to commit suicide on her watch. Now she randomly kills orchids.