by Dawn Pisturino Here in the USA, May brings spring showers, happy, colorful flowers, and an important national holiday—Mother’s Day. But how did it all begin? On May 12, 1907, Anna Jarvis of Philadelphia held a unique memorial service for her departed mother in Grafton, West Virginia. This simple act of devotion started a trend that… Leer más Happy Mother’s Day from the USA
by Gina Maria Manchego His words were like diamonds resting on his tongue.He spoke of millionaire’s riches in true adoration currency.Into my mouth they fell between kisses.I lip read his sentiment syllable as they emigrated.Each sentence like sparkling gems on my taste buds.I mulled around ‘I need you,’ and ‘I love you,’On my palate until it… Leer más Earl Grey
by Riya Yadav Driving back home, there’s a sudden rush of thoughtsLife wouldn’t be same anymore Packing all the pain and corked up to the top Life wouldn’t be sad anymoreBack from the bus station There’s a dream that bade goodbyeNever look back, it saidThere’s no reason to cry I know its hard to trust… Leer más Leaving
by Lauren Scott Stones of burdens can seem like pebbles barely tripping us up in our routines, but sometimes, they’re boulder massive, sliding us deeply into our heads when the need to escape from our own selves becomes vital for our sanity. We pause in our footsteps, holding our breath, fighting tears pushing as fiercely as a category five, but then our eyes look… Leer más Burdens to Buoyancy
by Simona Prilogan Life in water, sparkling and soft, organic soul extending hope,Breathing the oxygen of love, the healer eye of mother earth.A mirror of the starlit skies, faithful, revolving true rebirth,Flowing its streams through cracked wounds, by trice of zest and horoscope. My name is water, spanning force, creatively reflecting blue,Shaping emotions in my… Leer más Water for Peace
The window is black,blackened, as sirens wail. The magnesium star-fall glitterrattles the panes.They cower behind quaking wallsas the searing mechanical neckstwist and throats break. They grow deaf and dare the all-clear explosive night. Staring out the darkened window, Their shadowy reflections wear raccoon masks; the eyes scooped out, foreheads shinyas if thoughts were the last… Leer más Ukraine – 17 Watch Wars by Walter Bargen
“In My Image”© 2012 by Michael L. Utley Father saidI have seen you in my dreamsMy alabaster boyMy pristine sonMarked neither with scar nor blemishThe innocence of childhood aglowUpon your brow like the light ofA thousand sunsYour mind untouchedBy fear and the lies of menYour future the color ofQuicksilver and autumn wheat Father saidAnd so… Leer más “In My Image” by Mike U.
by Manuela Timofte «I have been told many times «to be more indifferent», and «learn not to hurt yourself». However, you can’t dictate to your lower self how to behave or your soul not to love. You do what you feel, what you think, what you know, what you can, and what you want. And yet… Leer más Indifference or Ignorance?
by Lynn White There were no new stories thenthough everything was happeningnothing was happening so nothing to saynothing to tellno gossipface to facelit up with smilesthe smiles were missinghidden away with the mouesand other cluesof warmth and welcomeor icy distaste. The fires inside ushad been dousedput outflattened as we skated around each other.Unseen ice is dangerousso… Leer más Missing
by Richard M. Ankers There’s the moments when I close my eyes. The moments when life catches me off guard. Moments when the darkness peels apart like the rind of an orange, clinging together in spirals, not letting go, wobbling. They gather. I’m overwhelmed. They can’t be shaken, these moments of once bliss. I’m haunted by… Leer más Moments
by Bianca Alina Cherry blossoms burst out of my chestAs I remember you with every heartbeat.The sky is unkind.The sun seeks shelter in the shade of my eyes,And I seek my salvationIn every memory of you. https://fatacusufletdecerneala.wordpress.com Peakpx
by Bogdan Dragoș all right,that sounded like good advice Put your room in order firstand then your thoughts Sure He started looking around the roomfor things that wereto be thrown and things that weremisplaced There were a few There was a broken snowboardon his bedIt had the image of a naked girlpainted along he slept with… Leer más Cave of forgotten gods
The brick wall of the elementary school has a hole That wasn’t there yesterday. A crowd gathers on the sidewalk and decides If it was a 3rd grade student who just couldn’t take it any longer and squeezed through to the other side. Inside the classroom, Struwelpeter is shelved between Mickey Mouse and Yertle the… Leer más Ukraine – 16 Disappearance Of The Outside by Walter Bargen
“The Golden Door”(c) 2017 by Michael L. UtleyThe golden door is caked with bloodA patinated crimson traceryIts gilded crest a filigreeOf ruined hopeThere is a sense of something thereBeyond this barrier intransigentA light a balm a restful placeBut not for meWhat lies beyond is out of reachNo matter how I pound my broken fistsUpon that… Leer más “The Golden Door” by Mike U.
by Petru Racolța If you want a pure love,Close your eyes when you fall in loveWithout seeing what the person looks like,Just a suitable soul to hit upon. Appearance can be a trap,A beauty that blinds you,But after you know that personFeel the admiration melt away. When you want to be fair in choosingDon’t use your… Leer más Close your eyes when you fall in love
by Anca Horga Meet me at the break of dawnNowhere to be, nowhere to go,Watch the sun rise from the shore,Coloring the sky with love. Will I get to see a rainbow?Will I be a mirror for the sun?Or an echo for the wind,A lighthouse from within? https://enpoeme.wordpress.com & https://masticadoresrumania.wordpress.com/ Peakpx
by Abel Abilheira My poemssometimes explodelike galaxiesthey carry the hurried lightwith its legendary speedto the wells of despair My versesoccasionally implodelike a supernovaswallowing the little matterthat gave bodyto sanity These stanzas of mineare usually in the night skyand let themselves go silentlywith dying whistleof shooting star brushing bythe atmosphere of this world https://abelabilheira.com Peakpx
by Iulia- Florentina Paciurea I keep on reading about the new trend: you don’t need much Maths if you want to become a painter, a doctor or a fisherman. In my opinion (I passed from Cybernetics to writing fiction novels), it is totally wrong! Mathematics helps to form synapses and neural connections. To solve a Maths… Leer más About healthy Maths
The artillery is back demanding too much too loudly.When they are happy with death, the batteries coughUp dirt and flames. What every poetic soul fears,Blaming the earth for this savage pandemonium. It’s the exploding silence that is the enemy. It’s clear that bullet proof vests are not enoughFor this life or the next. It begins… Leer más Ukraine – 15 Prophetic Harvest by Walter Bargen
“The Trunk”(c) 2021 by Michael L. UtleyThere is a place for thingsThat don’t belong inOther placesThat sere and weatheredTrunk that hunkers lupine-likeAmid dust-addled attic shadowsWood split and gougedWith time and neglectIron bands and fittingsA crumble of rustLockless clasp brokenFrom endless breechesAnd pryingsI should haveReplaced that lockEons agoThe ill-fitting lidIs too looseMore decorationThan functionAnd tends to… Leer más “The Trunk” by Mike U.
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