Read Poem: i’d rather have you by Molly Zook

we always used to have silly, little fights about who loved each
other more.

coming up with reasons like who called first the most,
who was the one who hung up,

which one looked at the other longer when they weren’t paying
attention,

and who looked back when we said goodbye everytime.

now sitting on my kitchen floor, sobbing with a gaping whole in
my chest where my heart used to be

i realize i was never the one to pull away first in a kiss.
but winning doesn’t mean much to me now.

and losing doesn’t seem to bother you either.

Read Poem: Swimming Backwards by Mark Mayes

The cold no longer mattered.
The sun was sinking into the sea.
Tan cliffs watched us.
The stony beach, emptied of middle-aged couples, dogs, us.

The cold no longer mattered.
The soft falling,
or the sudden drop
into the necessary shock of water.

The sea and sky and sun and land
owned their colours,
cannot be painted in words,
only by themselves.

The some clothes we wore
became a darkened skin,
and still the sun,
bleeding down the sky.

We swam to where
nothing met our gently kicking feet.
This is where I want to be,
where nothing is beneath.

And we adjusted ourselves
to the world, and it to us,
and the sun crying slowly into the horizon,
a burning orange at the limit of mind.

Something was pulling us out,
together and separately.
Side-current buffeted me into you,
into more us.

For a moment,
I considered going out there,
too far to return,
lush tiredness before the final struggle.

But then I saw you swimming backwards,
to the undefeatable urge to walk this life.
And I turned and headed for shore;
and the cold no longer mattered.

Read Poem: ABADONED POETS by Rashmi Handa

Abadoned Poets
They came to me in my dreams
Poets who live beyond our reach
Beautiful hands which I love
Followed them knowing I was welcome

High they took me into the garden
In the wagon we laughed and kissed
Surrounded by flowers, trees and birds
They gave me kiss and something else

They cleansed my pallet and I could write
Their wisdom into words that rhyme
Their love was strong and I was brave
To transform everything I touch to blossom

Together we sit and share our minds
My hand glides on sheets and write
Their knowledge ignites the words that match
And a new version of old adages is hatched

So simple and ordinary these words may seem
Each time I read them though, a new memory streams
And I am made aware of something true
That I am a part of their abandoned crew.

Read Poem: NAKED ME by Uvie Ann-marie Giwewhegbe

(MALE)
Say something
Anything
Free my soul from within and let me break free
From those lost cuffs that you braced me
With one time that stole my life
That stole my world

(FEMALE)
Say something
Anything
Question the tension that pulls me to you
And makes me prisoner to those sweet moments that I will
Forget in time
Time takes it all, slow but sure
Still stings since you feel you own me

(MALE)
Pray do tell
Sing no song of freedom
For this love you have gingered
And masked to look like it was my ploy
To pull you in and make you useless
I did nothing; the power was all in your hands
You used me, you made me weak
Obsessed and lost without you

(FEMALE)
Pray do tell
All the lies that make you safe
As you watched the naked me
Fall on your knees
Releasing you of a burden unseen
Till you had my neck under the knife
Taking my soul in pure strife
You did this to me you did this to me
You soulless lost rhythm dazzled with loneliness
You have killed me, my life is meaningless.

Read Poem: The Dream King by Toyin Sebastien Ajimati

I remember the picture of the dream king in a guest room as a child,
Whenever I looked at it, I felt it gave an energy of greatness and calm ,
When I learned more about this legend I was even more in awe ,
I wanted to incorporate his beliefs and philosophy to my human interactions,
To have a dream that all men , women and children are treated equally no matter their race or creed ,
Is what even today the world really needs.

Read Poem: Amethyst by Nicole Alvy

Where were you?
Were you playing hide and seek?
I waited an eternity for you.
Screaming for you to hear me from a mouth that only longed to taste you.
The sound of your voice shakes my soul.
The answers are locked away in a box that I’ll never be able to open.
I sit on a throne of hope.
Was it all a dream?

Read Poem: Standing Here by Ms Jackson

I’ve been standing here. Informal, without my
head bowed, fingers unlocked, shoes on and eyes
open. But I’ve come as humble as I know how. You
see, my heart is grateful for your touch, and in as
much, I honor you. we as your people come to give you praise
never hesitating to say thank you! But sometimes
we’re ashamed to admit just how much we really need you.
We’ve been praying for peace, power and
protection, We’ve been frustrated without regret..
some have cried at the top of their lungs and yet
you’ve seem so far away. And everyday our hearts
longs for something to say just to get your
attention.
We often find ourselves dizzy from walking in
circles and when we try to run, our feet pounds the
sounds of echoes and foot prints are embedded in
hells surface from a heavy heart, a heavy soul and
all kinds of strong holds. Never stopping to
consider that we make the angels jealous…and we
got satan wishing he had another chance do what
we do. But at times our knees get weak and prayer
tends to be the last option we cater to. So we
encounter adoption papers of void fillers and
periodic pain killers to change our frame of
thought. We lay in emergency rooms for hours on
hours waiting on a cure for brokenness and an
antidote to sub-comb our stress. And we repent, in
attempt to apologize. And countless times our sin

has brought tears to your eyes. How soon do we
forget, where our help comes from. And at some
point in time our minds take note of our souls that
could be dangling from a rope. and with hope, we
return to you. Finally, there you are…arms open
wide waiting patiently in line or like a rainbow after
the storm or a silver lining not mistaken for a
shooting star..Inspite of what we’ve done,
darkness is just the space without the sun. See
God, society has tought us to see before we speak,
which turns our faith from you. and in lieu of what
we’ve been through, it often seems like the right
thing to do. But today, today we declare not to
leave like we came. We’ll exhaust ourselves in
exalting you. We vow to worship inspite of what
we’re going through, so when the day is done, the
battles been fought and the victory won. We know
even in the solitude of that 12 hour. you were
there. And because You so loved the world, we so
love you, we thank you for favor and the
abundance of your care. The tears that you so
gently wipe away. The second chances times
infinity. New mercies everyday. When my sins
should’ve sent me to hell, your blood covered me,
like the nails that tore your skin, broke your bones
just for me, to right my wrongs. For me…for we,
for us, You did it. As the cat of 9 tails stripped
away your human rights for the pleasure of agony,
you took the pain you were destine to bare. And

we dare to complain about life ain’t fair.
Nevertheless, here we are…standing. Sometimes
out of pain, when we’ve had all we can take, blood
pressure high, sugar low, broken hearted and
pennyless, feeble minded, weak in our souls, sinful
natured, vicious vocals, careless actions, unworthy
vessels, here we are. Exercising our rights of
worship. Of praise, in these last days, God, please
keep us. Draw us nearer, we plead for intercession
because we know not what we do. Know us,
strengthen us, we are desperate for change. As we
stand here. In the name of Jesus, Amen.