Don’t Tell Me This Story – Melody Chen (Heartbeatingwings)

unless it has a happy endingi have heard how it goessummer romances wilting under the heatvoice signals lost along the distancea shiny new toy has-been discardedthere is no way to miss broken into wholeand i think you know thisit’s not hard to hear a heart that pedals your namethere is not enough time for usevenContinue reading “Don’t Tell Me This Story – Melody Chen (Heartbeatingwings)”

Be The Sun – The Oldschool Harlequin (World of Harley)

I do wonder to myself,Is being nice such a strain?All humans struggle with it,Even this wretched clown,Humanity is programmed to choose himself,Niceness and generosity are akin to naivete, But why not be a strangers sun?Even during a stormy day,Be a reason for someone to smile,Give your loose change to a vagrant,Hold the door for anybody,DonateContinue reading “Be The Sun – The Oldschool Harlequin (World of Harley)”

A Breathing Story – Piyush Singh (The Perceptions Square)

A phenomenonwe can’t explain,A complex puzzlegoverned by no laws,Lying in a minutecorner of milky way,A tiny spectacletwinkling with delight,The precious , shimmeringThe story of our lives ! Written in the fabricOf space and time,A mural sketchedIn the vast breathing cosmos,Beating hard insideThe womb of chaos,Our precious jewel,The breathingStory of our lives ! ©2020 Piyush Singh atContinue reading “A Breathing Story – Piyush Singh (The Perceptions Square)”

#Poetry: After the Reading – Robert Matthew Goldstein

My favoritecharactershave spiltmy gutsin public– Now alonewithmy ‘self’ though I amperhapsa prettylie. The globespins forthe sakeof tradition Gravitybindsus to memoriesand visionsof suddenlingering- death. Words and image (c) Rob Goldstein 1986, 2014, 2020 online at: https://robertmgoldstein.com/

a serried tale – indishe (theindieshe)

The serried twists and sharp turns, Ensheathed in a veiled canopy , That hides its dazzling sheen, From those that envy its resplendent allure, Unsurpassed, Untouched. It beckons you, Tantalising, Mocking that you can’t you reach it, As you want it all the more. You just walk along in tremulous fear, Gingerly circumventing the folds,Continue reading “a serried tale – indishe (theindieshe)”

Whats the Good of It —Devereaux Frazier

what’s the good of writing/if nobody hears it or the power in song/if it’s only in your head why sacrifice to live a good life/if it never sees the light of day/the sun is a stage the earth is a proving ground/so show heaven the the dust created a worthwhile being/stars magnified thought and blessedContinue reading “Whats the Good of It —Devereaux Frazier”

A Winged Bird – House of Heart

I am who I have always been a shiver of soft reeds beside the river or the cascade of  a waterfall. Gypsy crows rise  to a soft dawn sky gathering their kind they circle back for me. I can scarcely bear the splendor of the world, its wonder humbles the wisp  that is me. MinutiaeContinue reading “A Winged Bird – House of Heart”