While the World Sleeps – Mitchell David Ring (The Light is On)

There’s this sensation of freefall all the time even when on long walks while the world sleeps the sky seems just to be letting go and the fall is endless down into solitude Maybe on the way down my eyes will open and just when it gets too dark to see I’ll notice the wayContinue reading “While the World Sleeps – Mitchell David Ring (The Light is On)”

Anticipatory Love – Rahul Gauer (Smoke Words Every Day)

Dissociation in styleI walk on reflected cloudsIt’s a metaphorical livingI wish I could live on the groundI always wander in the spacesLiminal places of the nether worldwhere the shape of a snow is intactand the anticipation of a surprise still betterthan the surprise of you visitingwhere you don’t usually visitUsually i’m the first to arriveContinue reading “Anticipatory Love – Rahul Gauer (Smoke Words Every Day)”

Like Honey Be – Frank Regan (Made of Sticks and Stones)

Honey, I want your love to flow,Despite the great divide.The difference in space and timeThat separates heart from heart. That keep different rhythms,Roll to different beats.But still, shake with the passionsThat flow thickly in this summer heat. © 2020 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved. online at: https://frankregan.wordpress.com/

Persistence of the unforgetting – Mark Ryan (Havoc and Consequences)

Sunken deep like forgotten wrecks.A hate that broods, contorts and flex.This grudge is old and just like oil.Black with time, and within me coils.Staining my soul with its heartless rind.Unforgotten, despite the passage of time.But time has come to break the bond.That swirling hole, that stagnant pond.I will no longer give food to the beast.ItContinue reading “Persistence of the unforgetting – Mark Ryan (Havoc and Consequences)”

Where you will find me – Michelle Cook (Her Writing Haven)

Look out overThe shimmering sea,It’s the placewhere you’ll find me. The sea is wheremy heart resides,you’ll hear it as I standby your side. I may only beyour invisible friend,but I’ll always be there,even in the end. Reach out your hand,and you’ll find mine.Our hearts and soulsforever entwined. © 2020 Michelle Cook online at: https://herwritinghaven.com/ PhotoContinue reading “Where you will find me – Michelle Cook (Her Writing Haven)”


all that’s ensued,and we rise, just not quite as highas sky walker’sclear eyes, a tightrope glitters overthis city on pause,as it dissolvesinto a crowd of arms crossed andbent crowns, then feet form theirown clouds to stormrain’s splendoron down. -GG at: https://handsinthegarden.com/ image of downpour: https://in.pinterest.com/pin/555561304015536293/ Thanks for the eyes and minds you’ve lent as supportContinue reading “Downpour”

sunset gin – kate58 (just another girl)

it’s my own special concoctionutilised on those dayswhen I waft from room to roomin an unthinking dazemornings when I feel unsettledafternoons when I feel blueafter evening teawhen I don’t know what to domade especially for those dayswhen I simply cannot wina magic remedythat I call sunset gin no, I’m not gone tell youwhat’s in theContinue reading “sunset gin – kate58 (just another girl)”

Drawer of Possibilities – Robert Okaji (O at the Edges)

Drawer of Possibilities In the drawer of possibilitiesyou find stasis, the lure of the unknown.To what should this hinged orbbe subservient? Or that wrinkled blade?An egg, the bald potato. The sacrificialcarrot? To everything its purpose.Like that light in the crook of thealtered frame, attracting the wingedbeings. You, of course, serve nothing. “Drawer of Possibilities” firstContinue reading “Drawer of Possibilities – Robert Okaji (O at the Edges)”

The Bells of St. Mark’s – Chris Nelson

And I heard the bells of Saint Mark’s Their plaintive cry counting the distance Like crows on the wind That stretched between us Each solemn tone a landmark On the horizon that I could never reach Each echoed silence a hollow Where all your words lie naked bruised I hear that the winter bites hardContinue reading “The Bells of St. Mark’s – Chris Nelson”