Categoría: poetry
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Abandon Ship by Paul Tristram
Emotions are Air-Peddling … as the Twist, unwinds… and BURSTS … back into sudden Flow. Swoon and Catch yourself … there’s more ‘River’ than ‘Ocean’ … whilst Journeying the Transition. The Excitement… which comes right along with Rejecting the ‘Safe’, ‘Mundane’, and ‘Routine’ is Exhilarating Magic! Letting… Go… can lead…
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“This World is Yours” by Michael L. Utley
“This World is Yours” by Michael L. Utley you thought you couldsave the worldwee ladyou couldn’t evensave yourself those bleak nighthawk skieswhere dead stars falllike blood-bloated fliesand fey winds howlin deafened earsa behemoth’s fetid exhalationviolent and ignorantand inexorable breathebreathe it all inthe sweat-soaked fearthe bitter tang of futilityfill your lungswee…
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Knowing The Now by Lynn White
When you climbed that mountain in the days when no one else was on the paths, when you reached the summit ready for a lonely leap in the days when the space was empty of the selfie taking crowd, when you recognised the transience, the capture of a moment in…
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a collaborative renga by Uchechukwu Onyedikam/Christina ChinÌkó Nkwụ
— Uchechukwu Onyedikam/Christina Chin Ìkó Nkwụ cups the moon in full morning intoxication sweet bubbles blurred moon one conversation to another intimate talks punctuated by a hum late night heat and unrestored electricity different stories a picture of a generator-powered night first visit home with extra luggage Òyìnbó seeing home…
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«A Poet’s Tender Heart» by Joni Caggiano
«A Poet’s Tender Heart» by Joni Caggiano love, a raindrop, a snowflake,or the uniqueness of the flight of the leafmoon shades of green bringing fortha canvas within the ocean’s kelpsongbirds sing for both you and me underneaththe power of the same blue sky black keys suit the music of yourmystifying…
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«The Beach» by Miriam Costa
«The Beach» by Miriam Costa For those who live in the sun,For those who collect the leftovers of itFor those who need the vitaminFor those who are afraid of him.For those who planted the palm treesFor their own sake….To an inner citythat fate did not let pass.For time by the…
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NON BELIEVER by Uchenchukwu Onyedikam
The dark hour of the liberty bell — a test-strike with a blunt force cracked her brittle face. With blood stained lips she spits on my grave. Like a black cat I’ve gone out to haunt the night, braver in my own skin, seeing no evil, dreaming like a possessed…
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February lights by JoyAnne O´Donnell
February arrives in loves colors, Pink like a sky just before a romance, Red like heartbeats in the sky On the inside of our hearts Love is sweet this month, It’s a scarf warming us, Steam rises from two warm cups, Giving us strength to hold om, The cold bends…
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The Bitter Shadows by Lynn White
The shadows fall as summer dies and fall rises damp wood crawling in decay bitter berries bright glowing gloomily as flowers rot away impermanent as seasons. First published in Fevers of the Mind, Baudelaire Challenge, October 2024
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«Grieving Dandelion» by Arshein Detecio
«Grieving Dandelion» by Arshein Detecio In the comfort of my sheets, I’d cry myself to sleep—until I couldn’t breathe.A cry of prayer before the night’s dark creep. A secret I keep, humbled by the pain,For I was in vain, hiding in the shadow of my faith.My sanity at stake, my…
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The Permanence of The Terracotta by Kushal Poddar
A damaged horse grazes the city’s pavement. Rain borrows salt from the old houses, adds it in the forage. We’ll ride the beast this Christmas. You hair will brush my darkness. Our shadows will be uneven, disappear in the shade and in the light. City is part lights and part…
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Paradise is by Nicole Sara
What is a promise, a dream?What is a hope or desire?What is a heart’s burning flamesetting all senseson fire? What is the mind’s adventure,and which is the soul’s sweet ease?What if the life’s sole purposeis being caressed by the breeze… Do days always reach for remotenessand dawns always shine so divinecasting…
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«The Last Words» by Lynn White
«The Last Words» by Lynn White Just a postcardenclosed in an envelope,enveloped for youas your love enveloped me.I expect no reply,there can be no replywhen all that’s leftare remnants,as worn and shrivelledas our love became.But I cannot quite let it go. First published in The Soliloquist, April 2025 Featured image…
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Contrary Wilderness by Tony Ashenden
Ah!WildernessMan’s natureThe spew of desolationOft the epileptic spitting sandThat retches storm! Alone the causelessCause that loves the lungTo spit its blood upon the ginger cloud. Sometimes..The cataracts of blindness looseAnd clearYou can see brown and yellowMound making pillows of sandRestingRetreating masters. Eiderdowns of peace and solitudeAmid the cactiYielding water whilst…
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The Concept Of by C.J. Anderson-Wu 吳介禎
i. The Concept of Homeland Security is a damp firecracker forgotten in the pocket of old trousers is a vow of partial safety is the malformed twin of the Constitution ii. The Concept of Constitution is a faded edition tucked in a dim corner of the library coated in dust…
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Rapturous Roundness by Nicole Sara
And they danced and they bouncedwispy sparkles that flounced all around they spunold legends undonearms flung in the gloomcontouring the doomnocturnal whirl,magical swirl dream and desire,scouring fireangels that shinedamned and divine,infamous deedssoaking with creedsthe sylphs and the spritesrecasting old ritesin the forest oasisgreen veils and dresses rippling moon beamthrough clouds…
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