Read Poem: A Certain Infinity In Brevit by Christopher Kenneth Hanson

You knew as I knew;
The deep red balloons that blew via hazy cloud
Filled skies, struck inept via our deepest lullabies

You knew as I knew, of the birds which flew
Throughout the aged yew trees, and stellar

Abatement of the skies, reigning in their deathly ilkOf
lost candidates gone dry. Balloons will pop, and pop they
May through the winds & showers of April and into
The realms of times forgotten.

Thus, relinquish me not –
And forbid me no warm welcome- for you knew as I knew
When the tables will turn
When the doors shall be perceptibly perceived

A stoned parchment to alleviate the guilt
The dearest notion of this wielder’s split persona now

You knew as I knew
And yet we fought & warred
Once we passed
Each other through the gates of hell

he’ll be forlorn & castigated
they whom smelt us for spliffs
Worn to the airs
Which do not dare imprint

Thus,relinquish me notAnd
forbade me no warm welcome
You knew as I knew
And yet you knew me seldom-.

Read Poem: PINK by H.E. Grahame

If beginnings were a color
They’d be pink.
Like the familiar stone-walled frame
I dragged boxes and bags into.

We cluttered the corners with
Inside jokes and vivid tales
And postered the blank walls with
Memories and forget-me-nots

Within the blushing pink
We became a “home”.

If endings were a color
They would be gray
Like our common rose-colored frame
They bathed in a sticky dark paint

They emptied littered corners
Blooming with black mold and dust
And undressed the flowered walls
Exposing all our cracks and breaks

Outside the sullen gray
We became “unknown”

Read Poem: WE ARE FOREVER IN LOVE by David P. Carroll

We Are Forever In Love.

Her smile is truly beautiful
As I feel your love I see your beauty your smile touches my lonely heart as my heart beats
For your forever love
Your soft gentle touch so loving
It melts my heart in true love
As I feel your forever love
Your heart comforts my lonely heart whenever I’m feeling blue
A love song that makes our hearts dance forever in love tonight
When we come together our
True love smiles forever
Words could never express
My utter love for you
So take my hand and never
Walk alone sweetheart
Our hearts resting together
In peaceful love
A smile a kiss a song a gentle
Whisper,

We are forever in love….

Read Poem: AN ODE by Asanda

“repeat often”

All is loss, when all are lost
Beyond reason and doubt we cling to life
Few sit and ponder the truth of frost
Hence reasonable doubt compounds strife
Few remain that let loose the reigns
When war and famine bring forth dark
Non understand the true power of fate
When its death that brings forth life with a spark

“reinforce often”

I cling to a loose understanding of life
I’m lost in loss, understanding nothing at all
The gift we all share, yet from it we hide
How is it we live and yet are destined to fall?
Under the covers, like babes of kangaroos
Dark is a man’s soul who listens not to children
Its darkness we love when truth seekers are few
The light is forever lost when non revere women

“invoke often”

Kneel before him, the great I AM
Lay your love and life for her, mother of all
Worship his image and likeness in your life span
For she is the miracle in which all are in awe
Meditate on his wisdom so you can learn truth
Dedicate your life to her and be without doubt
He is not above or around, for he is you
She is the essence of your soul, which is within and without

Read Poem: ADAM MINUS by Jack Belck

He steps over white coat bodies,
out to corridor–two long walls.
There, another white coat yells,
“You can’t leave without…”
“Hello, my name is Adam.”

He steps over white coat body,
heading to where noises are
and–strange, strange–
no walls around him
or over him!

He had been taught
how to talk to those
with clothes like his
and those in white coats
always with him.

But too many people.
He veers right to quiet
shade-speckled parkway.
50 feet ahead, dark suited
man approaching, casually
scanning left and right.
Closer, slim red-dressed woman
coming, pushing baby carriage.

Front wheel bounces over
some small cast off thing,
jarring swaddled content
which suddenly screams
annoyance.

Screams mean danger!
He hurls carriage 100 feet,
baby flying out noiselessly,
colliding with distant oak.
He speaks to red dress,
“Hello, my name is Adam.”

Dark suit shouts, “Freeze!”
Something black pointing at him,
he grabs red dress’s arm,
from 30 feet, flinging
her at dark suit.

Shield showing
in breast pocket, he ducks,
jumping over now prostrate
red dress, gun barking
one shot to man’s left leg.
No affect.
Next shot to chest.
No effect.
With two hands holding,
gun barking again.
An eye explodes,
bullet burrowing deep.
A hideous, unworldly ,
“Hello, my name …”

Dead, though never really alive.

Dark suit squats anxiously
by red dress flat on her back,
one arm oddly twisted, temple raw,
eyes closed, but a pulse.

“Friggin’ robot,” he mutters
to the sounds of loudening
sirens, angry, plaintive
background music for
Putnam Science Center
white coats and
ordinary business suits
closing in on unordinary
business gone rogue.

“Make them if you must,”
he says sadly to space,
“But for God’s sake,
make them humane-
or we’re done for.”

Half saved, red dress weeps
for her loss and our anxiety.

Read Poem: Night Wandering by Eliza Rae

golden sandals with tiny
white shells, blistered heels,
pattering down a cracked
sidewalk with bright lights
gazing upon wandering eyes
greasy from the humid sun
as whiskey air fills the sky;

black lace dress like a toxin
with short leather jackets
galloping in the midnight wind,
dancers with heels to high
corners rock with pounding bass
drum beats with sticks on tubs
shouting gospel and blues

trumpets scream as the tired painters
plaster oil, slick, with putrid stench
of sulfur, piercing oiled noses
senses transfixed upon towering
buildings with marble stone, crumbling
gargoyles staring in rafters;
illuminating the masquerade
below as the golden clock
ticks two o’clock.

Read Poem: The Day She Touched My Heart by David P. Carroll

You made me feel true love
Never knowing true love
The day you touched me
I fell in love
I couldn’t believe

I’m truly in love
The pleasures of romance
Drives me crazy but full of love
Oh sweetheart let’s dance

As you touch me with
Your tender touch oh sweetheart
As your whisper softly
No other women could
Ever truly take your place
As I’ve found love

Only you could touch my heart
I don’t know what to say
I’d be still searching for love
Lovely today, but the day you
Came into my life was the Day

You touched my heart…..

Read Poem: THE FALLEN DUST by Sharon Mo

Lying on my feet
Do I? Do I have the need to be the pillar I once was before the earthquake?
Firm and tall I stood
But not today, I am just a memory
Lying scattered and hopeless on the ground
I am the fallen dust
Should I? Should I try to stand with my broken bones?
Will I? Will I be the next joke if I try to talk from my broken mind?
Look at me, dusty and broken under their feet
Trampled over like I never had any legs
Like I never stood at all
Do I? Do I have any legs or I lie amputated
Watching my shadow trying to dance like back in the days when autumn used to sing
Who? Who am I?
I am the fallen dust leaning on my feet
Praying for the gust of wind to pick me up again
I need to dance like back in the days when autumn used to sing
What? What do I have?
Nothing is all I have next to something that I am
The fallen dust

GENRE – HOPE

Read Poem: THE SEA OF TIME AND SPACE by Alejandra López

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The promise of glory
Tattooed on your skin, on mine
You know, I’ve been here before
And I could’ve sworn the lines were right

I had given the light that would
help me out of the forest
To men like you
Every time is real
Every time the last
I have nine lives to live too
I’ve given out my second fast

And will I die this time?

***

Empty, covers of dark blue waves,
Ocean, deep nothing

Empty, sprawling branches of earth hues,
Nature, grotesque nothing

Empty, bed of shell, renaissance of self,
Applause, expecting nothing

Empty. Empty cup, finished tea,
The stab of dusk, liberating nothing

Empty. Royal promise, loyal promise, clergy promise
A result of nothing

***

Ruffles of roots, make the man I crush someone I would understand
They build the staircase to the infinite portal
Do you dare to go?
Angels suffer, angels envy
Angels are away, all of us

I collect feathers,

white feathers, black feathers, poem feathers, music feathers
Put them in a box
Use them as bookmarks
I write with black ink
The feathers are useful
because they help me grow deep

With the rests of tortured martyrs
I’m building my own wings

Read Poem: TIMES – PATHWAYS by Eduardo Ribeiro

Time takes the dream without feeling the taste,
What freedom from a heart without flying
Only I know the way that both tiled
No stones to put on, stone that fell apart.
Brilliant sun without taste, lives by a thread
Lets spread wings and fly, even in these
Way that bleeds so much through the skies.
The hours pass the time passes the moment
So small that longing blows
Without a heart, without flying.
Open wings shine in the sun’s rays
It fills the weary heart and heaven has fallen out of dreams.
My love that love has not undone
Lived by a thin leaf by paths that I found,
Those I could not find without shaking hands.