By Cliff Eshom | Featured Contributor
Can blessings of life truly be free?
Sunshine, flowers, the shade of a tree.
Finding true love, is one of the keys.
Listening to ads, their only a tease,
tempting your flesh falsely to please
a portrait of life, seek only of ease.
Continue reading “Freedom to Care [a poem]”
By Steven Michael Krystal | Featured Contributor
I have a friend, so do you,
We share laughs and smiles all day through,
For all of my life, telling me what to do,
A small voice from within, tried and true.
When we are kids, fun and play,
Days of bliss, all is okay,
As we grow up, things don’t go our way,
Life turns amiss, a steep price to pay.
Continue reading “A Small Voice from Within [a poem]”
By Brittny Lee | Featured Contributor
Trees still grow
Flaming crimsons and candy apple greens
On a street where she loved
and lived and sang with the stars
Her dream consumed her
A temptress all in white
Blush red among alabaster cheeks
becoming love tumbling down hills with her dream
Heart beating vital blood
Tendons stretching and breaths coming out in rasps
She reached her goal
Continue reading “Still Dreaming [a poem]”
By Judith Evans | Featured Contributor
Heavy steps through the clinic door.
Scores of faces, waiting room eyes
Follow my feet to the check-in desk.
Finally, a space for my face near the water cooler.
18 minutes of freedom, wishing our dog were here.
I dream, screaming silently till I hear my name.
Dead down the hall: sterile chairs, swabs, lidocaine,
Blood draw, raw nerves, tsk tsk near the back of my head.
Are you in pain? As if I were deaf.
No space for my face any more.
Meanwhile, it’s snowing.
Will this freeze cease?
Continue reading “Outpatient [a poem]”
By Anabel Geneta-Raymundo | Featured Contributor
Author’s Note: This is a poem illustrating the situation of many of our brothers and sisters in Afghanistan.
Teasing. Playing. Children laughing.
Planting. Caring. Mothers preaching.
Resting. Working. Fathers sweating.
Dreaming. Relishing. People trying.
Growing. Reaching. Afghans thriving.
Living. Loving. ‘til Taliban’s coming.
Now hiding. Panicking. Borders closing.
Looking. Waiting. Others escaping.
Continue reading “Then & Now [a poem]”
By Cynthia Cady Stanton | Featured Contributor
You would think
that by the time we reach maturity,
we would know how
to make the way clear
the patterns continue –
the ones that
face-plant us amidst
the tangle around us.
Those frustrating weeds
of all we hang onto
have pinned us down
and left us feeling powerless.
Continue reading “Out of the Weeds [a poem]”
By Carmen McKnight | Featured Contributor
The time of day to live not stray
The time of night to love not to fight
The time to open up your heart
The time to cry those tears of joy
Continue reading “The Time Is Now [a poem]”