Yet Then Again by Eric Daniel Clarke

Yet Then Again by Eric Daniel ClarkeTwitter @EDC_WritingBlog http://www.believingsightunseen.wordpress.com Looking back, he’ll admitidyllic days he hasn’t lived,close to let filter through,an image, an hour or two,strolling, easy words between,hands held, his recall, the sunout too, yet then again, it may haverained, he didn’t catch her name. Looking back, she reflectsthat day not of her best,her…

rainbow trim by Jeff Flesch

rainbow trim by Jeff Flesch, Monthly Contributor site: Develop. Inspire. Transform folded end over end, like a pieceof steel with rainbow trim a fascinating deluge of colorsvibrant and felt within my heart it beats to a steady rhythm, resonatingwith the loss and suffering we’ve allbeen throughas past and present experiences coalesceinto you and I transpirelike…

The Shopgirl by Camellia

The Shopgirl by Camelliasite: https://twitter.com/20_camellia Oh I cannot write,Not today…But what would my pen say?Would it lay itself across the ocean,A dramatic art of declaration?Oh but the stars between every color,And the Ferris Wheel across the boardwalk…No…I’d rather stay alone…But who’ll tend to the children? Oh it doesn’t matter…Pens can’t build houses,Seasons have changed,People cry for…

Legacy by Dawn Pisturino

Legacy by Dawn Pisturinosite: http://www.dawnpisturino.wordpress.com A handful of trinkets,All that remains of a life which spanned sixty yearsThrough childbirth labor and marital pain,Poverty and hunger and religious faith.Everything you touched and cherished and dreamed,Lost forever to mildew and decay,And the least which survives –Just a tiny fragment of yesterday.The old home place no longer stands:Its…

EVE AND THE SUNSET by Virginia Mateias

EVE AND THE SUNSET by Virginia Mateias, Monthly Contributor site: https://mobile.twitter.com/mateiasvirginia It was a time when mushrooms were rotting on the hillsAnd the pollywogs were occupying the storks` nests.She could hear his voice few and far betweenAmongst cloths of mistsAt her feet, the basket full of fruit was settledAnd she only laughed while in her…

The Tight Fit by Camellia

The Tight Fit by Camelliasite: https://twitter.com/20_camellia Cups and Saucers she walked on,Shattering them with every step…A gravely cough,She choked on salted sandpaper,Or perhaps that was the colorBetween his cages…Her heels poked holes in his shadows,That night, she gifted him a cheese grater…She drew twelve lines and tried to connect themInto a cube…But the lines were…

Dancing Through Life by Cindy Georgakas

Dancing Through Life by Cindy Georgakas, Monthly Contributor site: http://www.uniquelyfit.net Words dance on and off the page as I awake.   Every word flows like a ballerina doing perfect priorates in cadence with the music.    In my dream I wrestle with the beast of sleep and my unconscious, practicing sequences and sentences that collide into a…

My Lavender Chair by Eileen Clark

My Lavender Chair by Eileen Clarksite: https://kentucky55.wordpress.com/ My lavender chair sits in lavender flowers,I sit among them for hours and hours.So much beauty around me abounds,I hear them whispering flowery sounds. Feeling a soft breeze on my hair and face,The Lavender sways with elegant grace.Taking in all of the sweet lavender smell,Each little flower is shaped…

stone colored glass by Jeff Flesch

stone colored glass by Jeff Flesch, Monthly Contributor site: Develop. Inspire. Transform I often think about the pastit’s like looking through stone colored glass hazy, and filled with trauma, a cold placeinside my chest lingering among flowers, thought and feeling reconcile mein two drops of love they cascade from the leaves of my heart, whileI…

ORNAMENTED WOMEN by Baki Ymeri

ORNAMENTED WOMENIN SILK AND AIRBy Baki Ymeri I’m looking for your face in the crowd.I only see silk and air,Women carrying like a burden:Ornaments, smiles, hugs.I only see your absence.Your name shattered like a doveI say: I love you!I feel only dustI sit on the sounds.I see only silk and air.The power of love drives…

Commute by Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Commute by Grace Y. Estevez – Reddysite: https://graceofthesun.com/ Open the door,travel through time,adventures roar,echo and chime.always want more,to feel sublime,wishes all soar,when faith is prime. Travel the past,What could be changed?shifts and contrast,are rearranged,flies by so fast,throughout each stage,emotions last,after they age. Tomorrow comes.What will it bring?Infinite glum?or blooming spring?Pick up the crumbs,moments that bling,yesterday…

dawn on tequila by Tea Solon

dawn on tequila by Tea Solonsite: https://butungislayp.wordpress.com/ i Why do loverscarve their nameson tree trunks?Will the treesremind them whenthey forget aboutthe love they shared? ii How do tiny turtlesknow which directionthey need to crawlto get to the sea?Do the waves’ kisseson the shores andthe whispering windscall them home? iii Will the lighthousetire of stayingin the…

voided wind by Jeff Flesch

voided wind by Jeff Flesch, Monthly Contributor site: Develop. Inspire. Transform I stand at the precipice of the lostwhere pieces of my skin rotate back, and forth within the voided windas my soul resonates with the words that come from another place and timethey are not mine, nor are they part of this mind that…

Destination Interrupted by Cindy Georgakas

Destination Interrupted by Cindy Georgakas, Monthly Contributor site: http://www.uniquelyfit.net The journey is the road we travel. The destination is where we intend to go and what happens in between is the unknown.   Waving to a passerby, stopping to fill the tank, an exchange of pleasantries;a smile and knowing glance of roads less traveled.  A happenstance meeting…

COLETTE by Nancy Richy

COLETTE by Nancy Richysite:  theelephantstrunk.org She is our miracle baby, the light of our lives, the most precious gift anyone could ever hope for. No matter how miserable I’m feeling with deep-rooted arthritis pain that won’t let go, no matter how tired I am and long to hide myself away and do nothing but write,…

The Cat In The Mist by Eileen Clark

The Cat In The Mist by Eileen Clarksite: https://kentucky55.wordpress.com/ The evening skies darken, falling slowly to the ground,Soft mist is filling the air with a whispering sound.A dim light from a lamp post exposes something down below,It’s a sleek black cat with a shiny coat moving very slow. I’ve never seen the likes of it,…

The navigator by Anca Horga

The navigator by Anca Horgasite: https://enpoeme.com/ I bought a boat with my last pennies,For I believe in the map I found.Tell everyone to be ready,I’ll sail my ship off the ground. Pray for the weather to be calm,And the crew to be kind.No need to hurry,But no time to unwind. Where do we go?Find a…

I am Poetry by David Garcia

I am Poetry by David Garciasite: https://mobile.twitter.com/acyrunway13 For many yearsMy life felt aimlessDrifting like a cork,Or a rudderless boatBut, you showed me…Words can open portals of hopeLetters & syllables as keysUnlocking a life, I only dreamedYou said come…Write what your heart seesFeel my ink describe sunshineCry with me heartache’s lossThe weight of words carry a…

Chain reaction by Constance Bourg

Chain reaction After Sylvia Plath by Constance Bourgsite: constancebourg.wordpress.com There is a woman in my life called Motherwho bears no resemblance to Medea. She married for love, was not caught up inaffairs of lineage and money. Abetter future nonetheless, more green, she hoped for, pressing me to her yellow smockwith the daisies. A pressing hand…

stems and seeds by Jeff Flesch

stems and seeds by Jeff Flesch, Monthly Contributorsite: Develop. Inspire. Transform shadows are cast over my eyesas I try to find the nature of reality insidethe stems and seeds gifted to mewhile I await the return of the tidewithin the heart and stone romancingthe sun betrayed none yet the pain wells upreminding me of the…