Everything is Possible but You by Francisco Bravo Cabrera

Everything I see around me I can reach and I can touch and I can feel its spiny bones, or caress its silken hair, or gently rub its warm, smooth skin and breathe its humid air, I can balance all equations in the sunshine as I lay upon the green grass of the river’s banks…

Eschewing Pain by Jeff Flesch

Deep within I rest my eyes on the nature of the cosmos light, and dark relegated to the mist of their counterparts creating a strong sense of serendipity, and of serenity eschewing pain delivering hope and reminding us all to know when to let go -JEFF FLESCH Jeff Flesch lives in Corvallis, Oregon, and was…

The Art Room by Shobana Gomes

Of what do you make of the atelier, The one that I have filled with brushes and paint, the colors do add to a painted ensemble, of ruses and misgivings, beauty and shadows, of tilting landscapes and landmarks of yore. I once asked him the name given to a medieval room that locked artisans in,…

Shining Star by Vignesh S Raj

The sky looked a pale violetDevoid of the moon and the starsAs if in a state of mourning.At the center of it thoughStood afloat a solitary starA bright speck of light.In the backdrop of the dull skyIt seemed like an aberration.Paradox of life, maybe?I felt envious of itFor it was a picture of what I…

Embers Spin by Jeff Flesch

You come in dreams wearing a fever-halo of memories a bounty, and a plight of humanities consciousness a dearth of commitment and of feeling keeps the planet stuck spinning to sounds, lost and buoyantly star-struck with illusion and with the embers of a fire learning how to rebuild notions of love from hearts worth saving…

Angels Outlined by Jeff Flesch

I find you in the smallest particles of earth, where you left me to fend off the dark confused, and bewildered I drew upon the night sky, angels outlined with tears shed before they began to leak from eyes smaller than anyone noticed behind a heart growing stronger, and stronger the more I learned how…

Lady of Strength by Joni Caggiano

the glimmer of hope hiding in the reflection of earth’s regal eyes last petal of a floret hangs heroic in cold wind star visits dipped in chocolate sings to me lady, of perpetual strength I fly toward the sun cirrus clouds as wings my chariot flies to the echo of prayers going skyward  -JONI CAGGIANO Joni’s…

Soul’s Sojourn by Jeff Flesch

People sit around a table speaking from broken hearts mended by a solution to the soul’s sojourn, a road without a destination unfolds among flowers littered up, and over the hills of hearts taking shape, among traps, and forested- mistakes lies the awakening of each soulmate -JEFF FLESCH Jeff Flesch lives in Corvallis, Oregon, and…

A Weathered Storm by Lauren Ham

The builder wavers, small and lost A storm it swells inside A lonely, scary, forlorn place Where confusion stifles cries Winds they howl their restless tune So loud the echo felt in ears A circling hurricane of thoughts Sweeps up scattered fears Amongst them swirls the sharp debris Ancient scraps from depths arise To twist…

Pieces of Me by Coach Barnes

I’ve spent years giving you pieces of me…trying to fix what was broken in you…on your behalf.  Trying to heal you from your wounds and damages Dodging anger in you unleashed on me due to your insecurities.  Healing your trauma from low self esteem. While you spent years gaslighting me.  I’ve spent years giving you…

Misty Morning by Jeff Flesch

nature speaks to my heart held up with frozen, and fractured feelings developed over long travails of windy nights and misty morning melancholy the antithesis of a sun rising over the horizon and within my heart knowing you’ve always been there and will never depart -JEFF FLESCH Jeff Flesch lives in Corvallis, Oregon, and was…

Power of a “No” by Jaskaran Singh

Often I see“yes” accomplishes the trickBe it in a love-proposeOr be it in hiring. Advancing to the next stageHow often do you seeThat “No” decidesthe outcome? If it’s a rainy dayThe Uber bike driverearns not a single pennyhaving no bookingsFor the day. Does he quit?“No”, he won’t. Then moving to the jungleNot frequently, do we…

The Wraith by Tea Solon

haunts at every tick of the clock with every empty words of chaste love comes and goes at any time in broken shadows on tainted walls of the fragile mind feeds on chills in the marrows of the haunted as sharp snow clothes the environs at baleful winter. To defeat darkness is to accept and…

Hope by Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Swallow my sadnesslike it is a pill.Exposing my heartI stumble, it spills. Swift hollow dulled pain,consuming my chest.My smile shining bright,inside I need rest. Shadow of my soulhaunts me to the core.The more I receivefurther, I deplore. Wallow in dim pride,a well-disguised ploy.To keep worries far,behave like a toy. Mirrored reflection,intently I stare.See my younger…

Slope Point by Tea Solon

as the trees at Slope Point that had to endure the violent winds and heavy rains more times than the ripping of calendars allow so that they twist themselves to wherever the gust leads them in order not to get uprooted or die, so are you, my friend, need to stay rooted no matter the…

Devotion and Care by Jeff Flesch

sometimes we hold on too long believing in that which we see when in reality everything worth knowing lives underneath the one stream where junipers come to fruition with devotion and care we dare to sit in silence disrupting the status quo fanfare for the love built out of the actions we take and share…