Poetry
Modlitwa
by Caroline Johnson We have a soul at times. No one’s got it non-stop. –Wislawa Szymborska A Great Blue Heron fishes in the forested canal balancing on …
A Liminal Space
by Kristin Roedell (for Piper: 2013-2022) The new day was never enough, though out my morning window sheep grazed in the tall grass, their legs lost in the low …
Whippoorwill
Matthew Mumber, M.D Whippoorwill, why do you cry before the sun bestows the sky? Do you search for a mate? Perhaps that’s why you’re up so late? Do you tip …
Renovations
by El Bentivegna I want to build a life Made of wood beams and red bricks, Touch up my personality with a splash of gold paint. These sorry bones are not …
Low Tide
by Vincent Hostak There is no explanation for the ocean nor the puzzle of tides, that would satisfy more than a sober mind. Those strange, small creatures in …
Out of Darkness
by Ryan Monaco My shadows succumb to the pale purity her grasp an eclipse over my demons reveals a lost clarity from somewhere within Back from the void out of …
How to Start Crafting Syllabic Poetry
by Colleen M. Chesebro Are you new to crafting syllabic poetry and don’t know how to start? Let me show you two syllabic poetry forms to get you started on …
Walking In The Woods
by Abbie Johnson Taylor Despite limited vision, I see blue sky, sunshine. A robin’s song fills the air. Gravel crunches beneath my feet. I smell pine, lupin, …
Heavenly Rainbow
by Marlene Mesot God promised with a rainbow in Heaven. For this poem rainbow colors number seven. God promised never again to flood The earth with water, …
Cribbage, 1971
by Abbie Johnson Taylor “Nine in a crib, oh boy,” Grammy says, gazing at her hand. “You wouldn’t know a crib from a rattlesnake,” Granddad quips. …
Technology Love Story
by Ann Chiappetta I am a beautiful nerd. I love my technology, drool over new gadgets and would have two computers if I could afford it. Well, I do own an …
Speak Life
by Butterfly Thomas A couple of weeks ago, I was feeling deeply discouraged. I started ruminating on many times people who were supposed to encourage me, …
I’m a Mother Too
by K.D. DeFehr I’m a mother now too, although our little one’s story will never unfold. I’m a mother now too, only with just the ghost of a happy memory, …
Sisyphean
by Steve Persaud And the bloodletting never stops, cast in some form of mathematical anomaly. When I add, I find myself subtracting, and my thoughts are …
Sedona Spring
by Selah Grenewood You say, I’m just digging into your soul Until the only possibility is desert. And in this desert, comes the spring. See? Hurt with me. …
Quatrain – What Is Love?
by Marlene Mesot There is a saying That love is blind. But the Bible says Love is patient and kind. The Bible also says Love keeps no record of a wrong. This …
My Friend’s Names
by Marlene Mesot I have a friend you cannot see. When I am down, He strengthens me. From sin and death He’ll set you free. His name is Friend of Sinners. I …
Game Over
by Abbie Johnson Taylor He didn’t leave his heart in San Francisco, the home of the 2014 World Series champion. No, his heart was in Colorado. The Rockies …
Water and Words
Soft, without ends or beginnings Flowing smooth and self-contained Not hiding what is underneath These currents play the music Setting my words to shape and …
Apart From Words
Curved lines of loosely-chosen order Speak to strangers through the veil of vagueness Some language lacking words Making sense, nevertheless, to those with …
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