Tick Tock Tick Tock by Don Matthews

I have an over-active An over-active mind I wish it would go stop itself Go stop and just unwind Tick Tock Tick Tock Unwind to where it started Adjust it’s tick and tock Back to where I want it Want my neural clock Tick Tock Tick Tock To me this isn’t normal A normal thinking…

Blue Notes by Joni Caggiano

hearts melting red trickling down hardwoods solitary trumpet blowing blue notes calling dolefully floating through my window, I ensue a corner that may hold a shadow laugh of you cigar smoke lingers in stale air by our old bar trumpet tears create a puddle outside the door cobblestones hold echoes of honest laughter your voice,…

Writ of Habeas – Corpus by Tony Ashenden

[A writ to a jailer to produce a prisoner in person and to state the reasons of detention] Soldier do your eyes have the lights that flashout of tanks in the face of the snubof a terrorist gun and in they shinewhen his message of soft lead eruptsfrom the lips of a shimmering barrel? Do…

What is Beauty to You? by Shobana Gomes

What is beauty to you? he once asked me. We stood among the flowers, on a hill where sunrises never set. The day remained gloriously endowed by all that charmed. I stared ahead at the wonder of it all. Would a question like that require a tender heart, or would it be in passing that…

A Poet’s Right by Don Matthews

OK I might not write Top-class poetry So what? I get a kick out Of writing just for me To me I’ve always thought that Poets basically Write poetry to please themselves And not for you or me But if you/me or anyone Like what they’re writing down Simple, trite or otherwise We follow them…

Son of the Sun by Joni Caggiano

my lingering limbs upon a solitary tree eyes indigo, darting in a hypnotic state heart akin to a hummingbird’s wing Orpheus fashions purity in poetic bliss fish, even rocks move to trade a kiss my unsheathe skin lay on Balkan rock notes from lyre waltz on savory breasts birds kissing his image on the Aegean…

What If by Michelle Ayon – Navajas

what if we didn’t meet?  what if it didn’t happen?  what if our hearts did not collide?  what if our bodies did not unite?  ’twas like a movie, in full production  i was the star, and you; just being you, in anticipation  you said your “hello,” i think i said “hi” in return  i felt…

I Remember Your Melodies by Maitreyee Telang

My demon saw a home within you,As yours did in mine,For the loss of the brightest sun,the darkness spread inside my body and mind. The letters you wrote turns into ashes,The towers of memories crumbles and collapses,The bridge of the future crashes and converts to dust,Finally, our clock of time rusts. Since then,I loathe everything…

Footpaths by Don Matthews

Footpaths are for people Or so I have been told But recently I’ve found not true This thinking doesn’t hold Advertising signs appeared ‘Come and shop in here’ One more obstacle on path To go around, steer clear Cyclists began to then appear On paths their wheels they put Despite our walking ways be called…

Cosmos Within by Jeff Flesch

I sit, knees and hands folded end over end awaiting the cosmos to appear within my heart, a flower blooming in the vacuum of space and time a riddle, when chasing the flickering mind yet, if we stop to realize a resemblance arises of the trees and the breeze and, of something far grander than…

The Ribbon of a Madman’s Weave by Tony Ashenden

Granite SliverArrowhead I see you spurnedby Pigmy Bowmanyet you suffice and scathethe greening mortar…Mind that delibly recordsattemptmy show and outward personality. This ribbon of a madman’s weaveis the tape of all my sayingsmallborder thin and compass handthe clutch and stayFingers….Placing granite slabs to facetheir palms of tungsten fleshtoward the shortened eye. Yet soonthe tongue of…

Self-Forgiveness by Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

With lowered eyesand a hushed mouth,silence my sighs,while in mid route. Plastered smiles fly,push sorrows down.Happy disguise,covers deep frowns. Frantic inside,loud voices shout,hurt and chastised,in and throughout. Draw breath in tight,knees hit the ground,faith flows up high,angelic sounds. Sweat beads baptize,hopes swirl around,wishes arise,dissolving clouds. Stop to reviseregrets and doubts.Life provides light,that clear and sprout….

And then there was Solace by Shobana Gomes

And then there was solace, Here where the sun’s light trail, Between trees, On the fallen leaves, Caressing my uplifted face, Seeking silence, Of the quieted woods. I have watched its touch, heal the wounds, of tree barks, of the surviving leaves, that lay un-crumbled  upon the ground, where I sit, unperturbed by the, undisturbed….

The Devil by Joni Caggiano

Mount Ararat holds the wind in the silence of snow peaks where splinters of the ark rub nails creaking in her cypress side hope traversing mountain wafts lavender, jasmine, and wisteria sing woeful at an oath once absolute as God sends a strike of lightening into hell to stoke the firestorm of evil that lurks…

Touch and Taste by Jeff Flesch

every little touch, and taste takes me to another place desire afire, living inside the tranquility of the seas with dark blue and indigo too a backdrop of the love inside our truth they live in the skies burnt amber, and copper filled jewels, raining down love on me and you -JEFF FLESCH Jeff grew…

We’re Animal Lovers Through and Through by Don Matthews

How nice to see the farmer Hand-feed his farm-grown cow We get a nice warm feeling inside Everything’s fine right now Where the farm-grown cow goes next We blot out from our mind It’s headed to the abattoir How very, very kind Into the supermarket we do go Along the red-meat aisle See all the…