JOY by Lauren Bishop
JOYBy Lauren Bishop
Joy
So fleeting like the fizz of bubbles.Laughter pops and splatter with time.Artificial smiles mask the hint of fire.It licks my spine and...
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INVOCATION by Wim Coleman
INVOCATIONby Wim Coleman InvocationYouis the mantra of mantrasthe talisman wordYouis the text of the massnot to be uttered backwardfor that is the way of hateYouis the space between voicesthe measure of that spacethe...
LOST CITY by Ian Allaby
LOST CITYby Ian Allaby
Lost City
are these the streets of ancient timeswhere famous faces once did rove?where voices rang by torch-lit wallswhere golden chariots drove
BEAUTY DEFINED by Linda Greene
BEAUTY DEFINED
by Linda Greene
History of Elves
twilight streaming lights do shinenothing brighter than a child’s eyestinsel toy soldiers sleigh ridessnowball fights...
THE GREATEST OF THESE by Benjamin Daniel Lukey
THE GREATEST OF THESEby Benjamin Daniel Lukey
FAMILIAR
I hearAll the old thingsCalling with sweet voices.I didn’t think I missed them, butI did.
PARABLE OF THE FATHER by Kimberly Nunes
PARABLE OF THE FATHERby Kimberly Nunes
FACING DUENDE
Dusk shadows of branches and leavesare timorous patternson the golden wall.Inside her head she swimsa red river as...
FIRST AS LAST by Midori Gleason
FIRST AS LASTby Midori Gleason First as LastWe were two men left out on the sea,two dark shadows in a snow-flecked night.By day the golden waves would speak of dreamsof freezing on the sea...
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VISIT TO FERN HILL by Byron Beynon
VISIT TO FERN HILLby Byron Beynon
VISIT TO FERN HILL
I walked there,following the roadthree miles or soout of Llansteffan's reach.That unhurried summerthe tranquil Tywi flowedthrough...
SOFT THINGS by Mary MacGowan
SOFT THINGSby Mary MacGowan Soft Things It comes to her on soft things.Boiled noodles. Fresh bread.Cinnabons and strudel.With each chew comes a shrillness- A440 - heard in her jaw bone.Stillness is rare so she’s...
THE GAZE by Anthony Melekwe
THE GAZEby Anthony Melekwe
THE GAZE
Hill, planesAcross rocky sloppy groundsI am none. You could never touchI stay lone surrounded by moonlight and nothingThe dreams that...
