WAKING UP by Jennifer Novotney
Waking Up
The sun peeks over the mountain’s ridgeas it does every morningunless there are clouds to hide behind.The bright orange, yellow familiar glowfills the house through drawn curtains.
Our winding road is glistening, fresh with...
PEGASUS by Januário Esteves
PegasusWhen spring comes and the winged wind brings itthe seeds of life and the boldness of the harbinger of creationthe wonderful sublimation of matrices that healin a cosmic dance provided in the attraction of...
SEXT by Daniel Edward Moore
Sext
Halfway to midnight& still the need for
words to break the dayin two, regardless
of how tired the tongueis from digging
pearls of praiseout of silent shells.
This is whenthe Captain turns
the rudder intoflesh, at peace
with how thebow...
SONNET by Pawel Markiewicz
Sonnet about the fallen moon and morning star
Heavenly sailorling spy out the wan light-sheen of star.
Baffling unearthly time: weird having just thieved by elves.
One of pale mornings longs for some meek fulfillment of night.
Moony...
THAT LEAP by Charlie Madden
That Leap
Munching away in the sun,what could be more pleasant?Fellow Roos scattered as far as the eye can see -My lovely Mary there, mother of 2 and one in the pouch,seems quietly content…
SHOUT !...
NEW TIME by Wendell Hawken
Aretha in her Golden Casket Hawken
The angled photograph revealsthe crown of her head, face obscured,
ruffled red bodice, smooth red silk skirt,shapely café-au-lait calves and ankles
tapered into five-inch (at least) stiletto heels.red, of course, and...
STINGER by Vyara Kozareva
STINGERThe autumn encroaches my delineationRadiantMightyRenaissance-styledIn its zibellino accessoryMuddles my reposePigments my memoryJams snouts and tailsAt the bottom of dusty brush washersBrutality demyelinates my axonsI am groping for the pointI’d lost myselfIn the smother of...
GENES by J.M. Allen
Drivers Test
Put away your phone, and we will go outside.Hop in my car, and I’ll take us for a ride.Driving starts out nice with few vehicles around.Turn on some music and listen to the...
SISTERS by Marilyn Mox
sisters
could i just make a candle of youto burn your essencearound mesheaths of fire marigold
to bask in the spiral twirlof your silken smoke rings
burning mail and twigsand memories on torn papertequila wine skinny dippin...
BUTTERFLIES by Andre Swanepoel
Dancers on a rooftop
Sirens in flight, light feetAnd white - if only you wereLess bright, I, the messengerSin sight could dream your great heightBut I deem myself far removed
From white-light.
Henceforth I simply evaporate Butterflies
They break...