Âme Perdue —JoJo Alwaealy

Loving memory; “Kisses of the sweet.” As I begin with this story to tell, from whispering to the losing thoughts of discrete. While embracing the shadows, I run for you down the street. The beauty and grace, to remember them between the lane, I seek for answers beyond my burning sensation of the bittersweet. TenderContinue reading “Âme Perdue —JoJo Alwaealy”

Dadaist Collage Poems 1 & 2 — Elmediat

In 1920, one of the founding members of Dada, Tristan Tzara, wrote instructions for making a Dada poem, leaving the responsibility of selecting words and communicating ideas up to chance rather than the artist. Here are Tzara’s instructions: TO MAKE A DADAIST POEM Take a newspaper. Take some scissors. Choose from this paper an articleContinue reading “Dadaist Collage Poems 1 & 2 — Elmediat”

Layers of Longing —Shreya Sharma

My beating heart is a drum a thunderous rhythm reciting an epistle of my grief. A concoction of      togetherness & separation. There are layers of longing;    of being seen    and seeing    of a single touch    and being touched    of love    and being loved. I swallow nights in countingContinue reading “Layers of Longing —Shreya Sharma”

Nest —Mike Ennenbach

today as you sleep, i stare at the ceiling pondering the sea salt crystals on your lovely hands as they dig through the crates of my every unspoken thought the hard tangle of roots writhing just under the flesh the forks of lightning dancing within your eyes as you seek the hidden words in everyContinue reading “Nest —Mike Ennenbach”

Clouds —Priyanshu Mehta

I look up above and wonder If it’s a sad thing To be clouds To not be able to confide in The Sun, the stars or in crowds To keep changing colours So they can keep celebrating the sky To keep floating around So little birds can fly and dive and enjoy To drain yourselfContinue reading “Clouds —Priyanshu Mehta”

In Between —Danica Aquino

I want to fill the spaces in between, Don’t think of me in the morning, When the earth is kissed by the first ray of sunlight, Don’t think of me when you’re stuck in traffic and you seem so angry waiting for the cup of coffee to kick in, Don’t think of me when youContinue reading “In Between —Danica Aquino”

Desert Dancers —Scott Andrew Bailey

In a growing desert on flowing sands Sinking down into dried oasis A market thrives Rich men and women trade Food for souls Hot air for agreement And everyone dances While the sands sink Everyone laughs and sings Scott Andrew Bailey blog His poems are published in A Spring of Dreams (UK) and A SpringContinue reading “Desert Dancers —Scott Andrew Bailey”

The Itch —Roland

THE  ITCH There’s a joy in scratching an itch Which increases the more that I do it The more that I try I ask myself why Can’t I give my whole future to it. And when I eventually try To give up the scratching, then why Does this damned itch’s curse Get so Intensely worseContinue reading “The Itch —Roland”

My Wolf —Women Who Think Too Much

I have howled mournfully at the Wolf’s moon, knee deep in the snow of a frozen winter’s night. Grieving the loss of my lover, the fantasy of he and I tangled in white, cotton sheets, touching for the last time his rough face happy, content, in love, just an illusion. It’s complicated, he growled as he changedContinue reading “My Wolf —Women Who Think Too Much”