Poetry
Sound Interrupted
by Siobhan Farrell (Hyperacusis – severe sensitivity to moderate sound) Sometimes this hush feels like clear water white linen draped over me, a pause in …
And Soon
by Barn Brand Sadness soaks into my pores from a thunderstorm that never ends A never ending rain, that is drawn to me like a magnet’s invisible pull …
Twelve Steps to Paradise
by Paul J. L. Hughes Black smoke clouds encircle a crowd Of revellers stood outside a church hall, Fumigating the wounds of the past, Cigarette ash falls to …
The Pregnant Seahorse
by Paul J. L. Hughes See the pregnant seahorse: Over cobbles he leaps and glides, What others throw away so cheaply, He cherishes and stows inside, The Holy …
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 …
A Black Hole
by Barn Brand I am among the resurrected I was dead No, not deeply depressed Dead Stainless steel coffin dead Trapped in a sealed tube with panic the only …
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 …
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