Soul Fountain
Poem – Living Outside the Box (By Mankh)
Living Outside the Box - By Mankh The Empire likes to put people in boxes, from airy crib to nailed-tight casket and in-between in psychological boxes, wrapped identities with ornate bows but never bowing with humility, packages to be delivered, ...
Poem – Crimean Punishment (By Ray Gallucci)
CRIMEAN PUNISHMENT Apparently,once the gods had fumed Atgrowing decadence, they were doomed. Nolonger culture pre-eminent, Atlantisunder the sea was sent. Competingtheories have been put forth Ofancient civilization north Ofwhere the Black Sea has always lain Ononce quite fertile Crimean plain ...
Poem – I Want to Be in a Comic Book (By JD DeHart)
I Want to Be in a Comic Book From the flashing pages of my youth, I have wanted to be in a comic book. I designed my suit, considered my powers and weapons. I imagined a damsel in distress. Even ...
Short Story – Older Days (By Nathan Young)
Older Days I do not like this, and I miss the older days. Back then was good. I remember so much from back then. I had gone to London (I forget now why but I do remember the important things ...
Poem – The Drifting-Bys (By Emmanuel Stephen Ogboh)
The Drifting-Bys I am the boy you almost lost to a stretch of long black distance found luckily, by love stronger, than time and space and procrastination & now in that love I drown I float, drift, swim and drown ...
Poem – Cruelty (By Melissa R Mendelson)
The cruelty of mankind is to be blind to innocence. When the streets run red, some awaken to the pain, but others stay cold, hard. The beauty of humanity is strangled by hands fumbling with knowledge, minds refusing to open, ...
Poem – A RESTFUL MIND (By Joseph Cavera)
A RESTFUL MIND (By Joseph Cavera) After so many days Of laying one’s hands to work One searches the many ways That duties can be skipped and shirked At these particular times When the inside of one’s eyelids Holds the ...
Poem – INDUSTRIAL ZONE (By Joseph Cavera)
INDUSTRIAL ZONE (By Joseph Cavera) Eight pieces click in consistent fashion, The body, none the wiser No freedom to smash in The function of the creation Which eases and tenses, Drops and rises, Its next move? There are no surprises ...
Poem – Missing Feeding of the Birds (By Michael Lee Johnson)
Missing Feeding of the Birds (V3) By Michael Lee Johnson Keeping my daily journal diary short these sweet bird sounds lost- reviews January through March. Joy a dig deep snow on top of my sorrows. Skinny naked bones sparrows these ...
Poem – HOTAND COLD (By Ray Gallucci)
■ HOTAND COLD Perhaps 100million years To rise from naught, then disappear Above the Hot Spot in the Earth That to Hawaiian Chain gave birth. The oldest now perhaps just stumps, Once mountains proud, now merely bumps Long passed from ...
