You Made Me Take Drugs by Bogdan Dragos

“You made me take drugs,” she reproached him But he didn’t hear her over the pain in his lower belly “You made me take drugs,” she repeated. “Huh?” “And for this I’ve decided to replace you. With someone better, someone who would never make me do something I don’t feel right with.” He shook his…

Plink, Plink, Plink by Don Matthews

I sit upon my porcelain Throne and ponder, think I know what you are thinking What rhymes with think, yep, sink I think I must change washer In leaking tap in sink That’s next to me (it’s dripping) Plink, plink, plink You think I’m on my toilet Sitting, waiting, think It’s really all just make…

The Last Two Minutes of Humanity by Rahul Gaur

Everything we don’t know ages us. And because we don’t know a lot, we live so little. It is said that if we compressed the universe’s history in a 24 hour day, human life would come to fruition just 2 minutes before midnight. This is a truth that stays on the edges of our grey…

Ravenous by Charles Lyman

“Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before….” — Edgar Allan Poe Nietzsche didn’t get virtual reality, the benefit of mirrored aviators when fighting the demons of oneself. Becoming monsterly while combating evil shows a decided lack of lyrical aesthetic.  Dance in toe…

Rules by Don Matthews

(True story – I was a university student.  My father a preacher.) I went to university Questioned all the rules Wondered why some followed them Looking like such fools Follow rules by all means Those which do make sense Don’t follow blindly all the sheep Cos many just plain dense Question question question I was…

Justine Henin’s Backhand: Music of the Spheres by David Linebarger

I watch Justine in slow motion, the transfer of weight from back to front foot, the coiling uncoiling of the legs the hips the shoulders the core. (Is it true she did a thousand sit ups a day?) Justine’s one-handed backhand, “the most beautiful shot in tennis” (John McEnroe). If all life could be as…

Earth by Diana Menezes

What if the mountains did more than just expand their chest?What if the rivers carried secrets andnot just tears of withering hearts?Does a moon lend its lightonly in darkness anddo leaves fall to show us how to let go?Do stars speak through their glimmer,is that why we gasp as they   tumble out of the sky?Is…

Convenient Truths by Susan Richardson

She is a tapestry of fiction, a cloak constructed from convenient truths. Her sentiment slithers, a hissing whisper in my ear, dripping in strands of insincerity that creep down my neck. Her memories are fabrications, shoved into the back of her mouth to keep the truth from coming out. A vain attempt at gobbling up…

Publisher Wanted by Don Matthews

I’m looking for a publisherA rhymy-loving typeWho wants to increase readership(I also offer skype) There are no skyping rhymers(Who offer two for one)I’ll skype for you both day or nightBuy me (before I’m done) Although my rhyme’s oft silly-likeThere’s serious undertonesA flippant/serious comboWaiting to get known See the one in TO BE? That’s me… -DON…

Half a dozen of the other, or: Jew by David Bogomolny

Tassels swinging as they walk to the Wall on Saturdays;       perhaps not. It depends,       you know. Some wear frock       coats so you wouldn’t       know it;       plus- tassels probably don’t swing much under heavy polyester. I went abroad to teach a group of secular Jews       from Russia       in Georgia….

Meeting Turns to Crap by Don Matthews

(true story in my hometown Adelaide) The staffers were all gathered Round each other, seating When suddenly they heard above A sound, a sudden creaking Very soon they all began To look up, and start mumbling When the creaking sound above them Turned to quite loud rumbling Suddenly the ceiling Above them gave away And…

The Enchanted Forest by Saania Saxena

Not far from sight Lies a forest I’ve never seen The trees and the bushes Glimmeringly green I take tiny steps As I walk into the mist To a world of enchantment I never knew would exist The day has begun With the sun wide awake The endearing tweeting of birds The dawn chorus they…

Morning in the Desert by Nick Pipitone

Watching the horizon, bright sun high above baking the desert this lonely morning I came here for mystical union, for total silence but the mighty sun cares not this morning What of the Desert Fathers, who searched for love retreated to their cells in the morning? Did they unlock secrets, away from violence find perfect…

Huntress – The Fiery Empress by Meenu Saini

Celestial crown Hidden far from naked eyes Diamonds and stones Dauntless saviour possess collapsed castle The empress Denies to impress Fascinate fairy Heals herself through bruises Nostalgic and merciful Embellishes the world with grace The enchantress Inspires to express Shrewd souls Manipulate the mystical majesty Believer and beware Ignites the destiny through stars The heiress…

The Pen’s Lament by Deepthy

With every word I pen down, I see how your innate melody distorts them to fall in line with the tune, you were born with. In all its splendour and glory, I see your music seeping into the hearts of the grieved and happy. The music whose essence I create. As I write and scratch…

Genius Level Trap by Bogdan Dragos

they didn’t think about it. That’s the problem, kids usually don’t plan ahead, they live in the moment They just saw a movie and wanted to imitate the actors because they thought what the actors did was cool The actors hunted wild animals through the jungle and to do so they built traps all over…