What is a Home by Shalini Kathuria Narang

What do you call a home? A place to rest after you roam. A pad to share with those with a common genome. Or is it firstly and fore-mostly – a feeling, a syndrome? Rooms, furniture and furnishings make a dwelling, What makes a home a deep, special feeling? With what and how much effort…

Chronicle of Life by Aditi Anvita

Erasing solitude, Beings bond, The chatter in homes, Their heart oozes, The time goes on, Voices become feeble. Steering towards Mortal’s fate, No guide aids That ultimate, One finds a trail, In fixed vitality. The untold words And incomplete wishes One fulfills ahead, Sculpting essence With Abundance One grows old. Glamorizing present, Interpreting dreams, Winning…

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…

A Summer’s Field in Winter by Michael L. Utley

let us sift through summer’s solemn ashes let us scavenge rusted hopes from twisted hulks of yesterdays amid the swelter and the din of frigid silence as crows circle this broad swath the acreage of sorrow garden of the gods whose feckless mewling echoes ‘cross the eons and the seasons crumble into dust as autumn…

Ghosts in Breakers Creek by Tony Ashenden

In muddy mouthed Portsea Creek unwatched forgotten ships lay beached dashed and smashed breathless, cut and bled weather beaten picked and broken by the dockside stooping crane’s bill collecting scrap. Their final passages over shallows barnacle crusted bottoms scraping over shingle pulled and pushed by impatient tugs who know falling tides suckling mud claim tows….

Nothing is as it Seems by Shobana Gomes

Nothing is ever as it seems, Not the world and all its jargon, Or the endless proclamation, Of words, spoken and written, that conjure up no meaning, No, not even when the pen runs out of ink, An unfinished tale, left aside, with no ending, Does it hearken any implication? Nothing is as it seems,…

Hidden Dreams by Jeff Flesch

There are dreams hidden within buildings towering upon hills and beneath the surface of the sky a transparent beauty escaping from time’s paradoxical ties leaving memories as whispers of what was once you and I -JEFF FLESCH Jeff Flesch lives in Corvallis, Oregon, and was voted the 2022 Spillwords Press Author of the Month for…

My Body Aches More Than My Heart by Michelle Ayon – Navajas

my body aches more than my heart for it is sore from the hurt, as though a master butcher butchered each part where my body aches more than my heart from the start. my body aches more than my heart for it felt the pain like a bleeding art as though Michaelangelo sculpted the Sistine…

Flame of Hope by Vignesh S Raj

Darkness descends on meA sense of being lost is feltAs I stand looking helplessGoing back is not a choiceFor my trail couldn’t be seenAnd the path ahead seemed blurryWhere do I go from here?I look up at the gloomy skiesWishing it would light my hopeOnly to see its darkened faceThat refuses to open its starry…

Cover Me by A J Wilson

undress me furnish me with pure alcohol caffeine is too temperate for me as are the sermons at the rectory where the laity get high on preaching but lectures will not save me or them merely leave me grasping rasping for oxygen rich air just cover me over that’s my only prayer. -A J WILSON…

A Life to Choose by Shobana Gomes

I don’t know why the world is weary now, weighed down by fighting, torching fires ignite huge flames of discord. I try to look away, but those images keep repeating in my mind, tortured souls that once fought wars, now lying in tombs that some may never know or hear of, buried under the earth’s…

Bureaucracy Gone Mad, Again by Don Matthews

A mother here in Adelaide Her council made their mark By fining ’cause magician Birthday’d in their park No-one was offended No-one did complain Bureaucracy it just went mad (Here we go again) More concerned they were to Uphold the letter law The other side was unimportant It’s spirit they ignored Rules are for the…

Flightless by Bharath Upendra

For years, I waited for the fated day – when I finally run away from this world, until I don’t exist for anyone, anytime, anymore. The farther I ran, the more I understood how fate works. Every day, I’d dream of freedom, of a life that doesn’t feel like life; one that makes us feel…

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…

The Price of Fish by Tony Ashenden

Pray hard for men who hunt the deep sea in their cockleshell boats out of Clyde scour the swims of Poseidon’s green head filling iced holds with dead alive eyes where the buffeting wind screeching is God’s angered ethereal Hand fear is the shake of riveted plate   and love is a church locked up on…