Poem
We Used To Be Friends
We Used To Be Friends written by: Linda M. Crate once we were thick as thieves, with...
Graveyard Of Feelings
Graveyard Of Feelings written by: Adriana M I go to the graveyard when the moon is heavy,...
Tree
Tree written by: Stephen Kingsnorth Lichen to a north face trunk, so similar to old man’s beard...
Blow That Trumpet, Blow!
Blow That Trumpet, Blow! written by: Mike Turner Music goes ‘round and it comes out here* Blow...
Pow-Wow Night
Pow-Wow Night written by: Willie Torres Jr. Indian summer drifts in slow, Summer whispers, time to go....
A Mother’s Death
A Mother’s Death written by: Griffin In the loud rhythm of a sorrowful sky the raindrops descend,...
Tilling The Fields
Tilling The Fields written by: H. W. Bryce Tilling the field of ideas, The plow turning over...
For Therapy, I Mix Metaphors
For Therapy, I Mix Metaphors written by: D.R. James From a frozen wedge of machine-split pine, tossed...
When the Final Minute Chimes
When the Final Minute Chimes written by: Suman Mondal When the final minute chimes, and, sitting by...
Una Aforisma
Una Aforisma written by: Natalia Castelluccio Si è padroni di quel che si fa e non di...
Train Ride
Train Ride written by: Debra Elramey Weekends, the conductor stands at the gate in his striped cap,...
Deaths and Entrances
Deaths and Entrances a poem by: Dylan Thomas On almost the incendiary eve Of several near deaths,...
How Light Forgets Us
How Light Forgets Us written by: David Anson Lee It began as a tremor in the field...
Initials in the Dust
Initials in the Dust written by: Ampat Varghese Koshy I saw a very small, uniformed girl on...
