Poem – After the Snowstorm (By Danny P. Barbare)

After the Snowstorm On a sunny day I see Nandina berries plump and red that were once covered with snow.
Read moreAfter the Snowstorm On a sunny day I see Nandina berries plump and red that were once covered with snow.
Read moreFALL TONES (By Joseph Cavera) A young lad awakes to cold on Sunday Stirring slowly, quakes to life his way His covers like lovers unravel above Another of is brothers leaving a shove He sees the light peak through his door It glistens through the glass o’er The window that sits by Reflecting and resonating with Images of […]
Read moreShining – By Nicolo Santilli the light sends us a message and we are the message where we are bright enough to speak in the clarity of our being and those who see us clearly see themselves growing alive in vision ~
Read moreTONIGHT’S EARLY MORNING I open my window in the middle of tonight’s Early morning after the nightly thunderstorms To hear the cry of a lone bird flying through the fog And looking for a place safe and dry, his wings Weighted down with water and sleepiness The way I am weighted down with the memories Of her laughter […]
Read moreNoblesse Oblige – By Frank De Canio It isn’t strange that some sweet girl who’s charmed a male combatant in the sexes’ war should, seeing that her former foe’s disarmed by awe, forgo hostilities she swore. For, after all, a man thus smitten cedes his prowess to exigencies of love. His heart is focused on romantic deeds and gallantry instead […]
Read moreJourney (For My Father) I wish I could say that we are like any other father and daughter. I wish that I could say that we are the best of friends, but it took us a long time to get here. I wish I could say that I could tell you anything, everything, but you still would not understand. […]
Read moreSmall Packages – By Gil Hoy I’d like to drink up the Universe from a can of Diet Coke, bought from my ancestors’ most virtuous moments. With no deposit required–can’t be returned without your consent, a secret label on the side that reads: “only the purest, natural ingredients.” Has a pull tab that opens like a forever Christmas morning […]
Read moreFlying a Sign – By Chrystal Berche Wild eyed woman, her hair a mess Shakes as she goes person to person begging for cigarettes A foot away an old man sleeps, his head pillowed on a graying jacket ‘Will work for food’ printed neatly on a sign tied to his chest What place is this where ‘flying a sign’ is […]
Read moreLETTING GO (By Joseph Cavera) There I was, just standing there, when what I wanted to do was forbidden- by law, no less. The opportunity was there, lying before me, in an instance I would not be graced with again. I was alone, for the moment, and all lights seemed to cease flickering and watch my every motion. The […]
Read moreANGEL (By Joseph Cavera) Run through the days Like kids on a beach All the ways, In life, is but a small breach Shines the light seeping out through that mask Which conceals a bravado façade Calling me to ask, Just why you smile…and nod At every quip I leave, When the easiest precepts Are impossible to conceive. So […]
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