--8--
you said you were scared to lose me.
but then you sold me when i went out of style.
now i die thinking about
the peace that we had.
you adored my thoughts.
then i fell through the ice.
you said you were scared to lose me
so you gave me away instead.
*kmd
--8--
Bereavement
Written, Posted
For the eyes of all
Noted only
For the intellectuals
For whom do you mourn?
Who shall I scorn?
Faces float
"Operation: Ascertain"
If it is he who steers
the boat
Known as beauty
Then I'm confused
Anonymous bereaves
Lying reporters
Take steps backwards
Now it's much simpler
To acquaint beliefs.
V.A.
--8--
rhythm
boom boom boom
goes the beat in my feet
dancing fast and its really neat
faster shaking from head to toe
rhythms vibrating
rhythms alive
music being the food of the soul
music music keeps me alive
tutz/97
--8--
Washed Away by Time
The sea, full of rage, beats and busts the
shore,
Leaving itself behind on the beach.
It will
still keep coming evermore,
Until the sands are out of
reach.
Birds fly past one by one,
Dolphins swim by while at
play.
Blistered by the heat of the sun,
My anger is
slowly washed away.
Brandon Paul
--8--
Though your gone your soul will stay in my heart in everyway,
circumstances will provide, the love we need to keep our stride,
and though my pride is truly great, ill try my hardest to change my
state, of mind in which i stay, through everynight and everyday,
so consequently i end this poem thats brought forth so much love, passion,
and glory to this moment
--8--
Every morning, I walk into a hospital
I look around as if I've never been here.
Drinking coffee, I make my rounds
Mrs. Smith, Mr. Jones, they become one.
Here's a yellow, have a red, try a blue
Did I give the correct dose?
Did I lock my keys in the car?
Morning routines, afternoon rountines, is it always the same?
I should have been an astronaut.
--8--
Feed
Such fools
No rules
Just tearing strips
Off others' lips
Easy prey
Then run away
No guts to speak
So damn weak
Just hiding in their holes
No warmth within their souls
So helpless
So lost
Spewing out their verbal frost
Ego bashing, ripping at esteem
To build themselves a higher place
To shout their words without disgrace
Their words, their food, they feed
Victims left to bleed
--8--
I close my eyes and see your face
In a neverending dream
Outside my window a star shines bright
And casts it's single beam
Into my room, across my face and
The moon can see my smile
It can tell I'm dreaming of you
And it hopes my dreams are worthwhile
--8--
there exists a being
whom no one has ever seen
but in fiction and fable
yet we sit at It's table.
a defiance of all logic
as it would seem.
we call It's name
asking for relief.
we shout about loyalty
and never question our belief.
....and I have insulted you?
-Fable I
Francois Collins
--8--
i'm standing here wishing at the door
from inside my jelly jam jar.
you're inside with your expectations
looking for something else.
i see the shiny armies in your sea
scrambling for their fishing hooks.
get that worm untangled from your gills
and take a look outside.
~kmd
--8--
Lost in the shadows of others,
with darkness in my eyes.
I am blinded by the shadows of others.
The backpacks that line the middle of the table,
form the wall between us now.
So afaid am I to cross over to the other side,
afraid tho be rejected by the shadows of others.
J. Richmond
--8--
The magic woman danced
Swirling her colors around his essence
Whispering incantations
Falling upon his thoughts like a cool breeze
Coaxing him deeper into the ether
Holding his heart in transparent hands.
Tina
--8--
Medieval Times
medieval festivals
flow through my mind
while piccolo melodies echo softly in
my welcoming ear
to some rhythm I know not.
Flowing sheer dresses
of young playful girls
dance in the wind
and fresh daisies garnish
their hair like halos.
A marketplace with sparking red fires
at the set of twilight,
and Robin Hoods' men
plot another tomorrow
with childish grins.
My past life...
I think
97
--8--
As the Eagles Fly
Feeble minds which cannot extend
No chance of spirit
to bend or blend
Lack of spice that vital life
breathes
Moronic tendancy breaks through, seethes
Flavors and scents are not to taste
Visions void of
containance, waste
Water boredom of as days pass by
In
circles as the eagles fly
---KKG
--8--
You Come softly to me
while I sleep.
Your spirit curling around my heart
Spiriling ever upwards
A soothing breath tangled in my hair. a wisp of
fragrance
A fragment of a dream
You fill the space between the lines,
And you dont even have to try.
for miki
--8--
Fish
glideing silently like a spanish dancer
yet much more skill, more grace
the utter illution of heaven floating
into murky green-blue space
a human infested angel's lair
like spirts of sand into deep blue air
the inhabitents cursed
of big souls with small brains
not knowing to care when their meat is obtained
these mystical creatures in beautiful lakes
what a wonderful being for god to undertake
--8--
Tree:
I look at you,
thinking of myself,
what secrets you
hold,
deep within.
We seem not to respect,
the tree,
we cut you
down,
to benefit ourselves.
Maybe that is the secret,
you are not as
selfish,
as humanity.
Maybe,
we should be,
more like a tree.
--8--
Alone in My Field
by Andrew Miceli
A glance up above to a greying sky,
The wind whistles
softly, the field seems to cry.
I stand alone, in my amber waves,
Nature whispers so
softly,
But more my heart craves.
She left me to go, away from this place,
Away from the
gentle breeze,
Away without a trace.
Remorse in my heart will not soon be healed,
But
peace, ahh, sweet peace;
Alone in My Field.
--8--
after such a short time
you remain on my mind.
like a dream I can't shake
like a promise I made
tell me how
I'm supposed to do it now.
--8--
Smiling, she regards the eye of death
But she doesn't
understand what's behind
Unknowing, she walks on that path
Which is lined with
hunger, death and cold
Waiting, for what to come
Dying but still waiting,
desperatly with despair
Crying, she sees what's behind the eye
And she sees
the end of the path far away in the dark
Exhausted, she is lying down, resting
With her fallen
tears and open wounds fading
But the third rise will come
soon
--8--
from A Sailor's Valentine
Too many years, I sailed the world
On routes left to
the fickle chance
Of stormy winds that, as they
swirled,
Kept me from the joy love grants.
But love's the wind that always prevails;
The sails of
the soul extend when it blows.
How beautiful are billowed
sails
To those that hang in stark repose.
---Bruce Satta
--8--
I dive into your eyes,
swim in your heart,
float in
your embrace.
I dodge your tidal waves,
survive your undertow.
There are no lifeguards
to save me,
but I will
swim.
-Stefani
--8--
Oregon Spring Haiku
frogs croak in a marsh
a tongue of fog licks the lawn
winter turns to spring
--8--
Untitled
Again, again, again
If we do not find equal end . . .
we must return to begin again.
--8--
Joke
Go ahead laugh at me.
That is what I am to you.
A joke.
I sit and listen to you.
Do you realize how you hurt me?
Of heart and soul.
I am the jestor in the kings court.
Maybe.
Or your the fool.
Playing alone.
Go ahead.
Laugh and make fun.
Just remember paybacks.
How painful they are.
--8--
A goddess spring
Crystal glimmering in the sunlight
Gleaming turquoise
images shimmer on the azure water
Cascades of frothy
waterfalls spill out from the jagged rocks.
Kissed by the warmth of the sun
Playful nymphs dance
among the blooming daffodils
Languishing on the shore,
mossy floor beneath, tranquil.
Marmalade thickets where small creatures
scamper
Idyllic wonders thrive in the natural
wonderland
Peaceful existence reigns.
--8--
TINA IS...
Timid shy letting nobody know
Inside holding feelings she dare not let show
Needing a confidant to whom she can drawn near
Always reaching out to others who need a listening ear......
--8--
There was once a little black bear,
That had exactly no hair.
And didn't know what to do,
And finally thought of something and went woo.
Then he knew,
When he saw an animal with no hair,
He knew just what to do.
--8--
Love is like a leaf
Gruesome yet intruiging
nothin'
but brown covers my face
I smell kids and love brewing
Love is like a strong wind
carrying me away with every
gust
powerful yet tender
hovering over my forehead
Love fills the air with the smell of penguin fart
I am
one with the Earth
--8--
She Cried,
and she cried,
not for what was felt inside . . .
nor was it for the cutting lies,
she only, numbly let it out . . .
like the finial gasping lap,
of a run completed by one more step . . .
one hollow shout,
forced her to life's humbled rebirth . . .
of faith, trust, love, and hurt,
all else becoming a foot note . . . of a women's curse.
--8--
walking with the devil hurts my feet
my soul is broken, shattered and bleeding
the torrent valley lays before my weary eyes
and as i gaze at death i hear its cries
the darkness is there with no light
as it engulfs me i put up no fight
tasteless and dry my stare sees you
now that i'm in hell what can i do-
--8--
Painfully
I wrote love I wrote hate
I wrote life I
wrote
There were bloodstains on my fingertips
--8--
It's poor
That we're unable
To spend more time
together.
I'm deeper indebted
Each day you are with me,
For
the price you pay at home
(I shouldn't cost you so).
Yet when I'm with you,
I feel rich.
You're a fortune-
Cookie.
--8--
I SIT DOWN
THE DEALER PASSES OUT THE CARDS
I BET TEN
I GET AN ACE, QUEEN, TEN ALL SPADES
THE FIFTH CARD IS A FOUR
I ASK FOR ONE
I CAN'T LOOK AND RAISE A HUNDRED
I'M CALLED AND SHOW MY HAND
IT'S AN ACE OF SPADES
BY:BEAU DAWKINS
SUBCOOL3
--8--
the car is red
my heart is red
the white ghost is pale
he's in jail.
--8--
the magic world
of drugs
in the garage
14 summers
lit 2 cigarettes
never got laid
--8--
GETTING LATE (Solo Renga)
Clouds
splitting the sunset
into long beams.
These passing moments -
and these images...
Red leaves
swept
off the white stairs.
An empty swing
nudged by the wind.
R.L. Kusiolek
--8--
MY LOVE
My love is wider than the largest ocean
Deeper than it too
More beautiful than any sunset
Is this love I have for You
You are my stars , My moon , My Sunshine
The twinkle in my eye
You're everything thats precious to me
Until the day I die
My love is everlasting
Of this you can be sure
My only hope and dream dear
Is that you will love me too
--8--
GOOD BYE
I stand alone here in the darkness
Without a friend in
sight
The feeling inside is loneliness
My heart so full
of fright
What is left for me to do
Knowing I have no one
No
one there to turn to
As I take my life with this gun
--8--
I am not what I seem
I am not like the common
In
fact I am a prince
Born in a far-away country
Brought
here to learn
To see life
I am not what I seem
I am an alien from another
world
Brought here to observe
To see life
You see! No one told me all this,
but I know
I am
different
I don't follow the typical line
I am a
madman
In fact I am a poet
--8--
"Lost Cry"
Jagged, twisted, dead
Pounding in my head
Reality on the edge
Dark, dreary, deep
Fall to my feet
Sanity out of reach
Tear, drop, plead...DAMN!
Anyone out there?
Swallow, slash, bleed
No more need
--8--
There once was a Johnny who could bake.
He enjoyed, on a long journey, cake.
Passengers would partake
of his fine journey cake.
'Tis how journey-cake became Johnny-cake.
By: Paul Fortin
--8--
walking with the devil hurts my feet
my soul is broken, shattered and bleeding
the torrent valley lays before my weary eyes
and as i gaze at death i hear its cries
the darkness is there with no light
as it engulfs me i put up no fight
tasteless and dry my stare sees you
now that i'm in hell what can i do-
--8--
Unforgettable
Our first kiss from afar
Our first date from afar
Our emotional searching
Our finding each other
And trying not to let go
Your (grin!)
My shyness
The wanting, wanting, wanting
Something I'll never have.
You.
--8--
Parisian Dawn
The rising sun finds
The pair of us in Paris;
Reveals an eyeful.
--8--
Embroidered Kiss
If I could embroider the orbs
into the ebony quilted sky
and cast my gems from heavenly fabrics
I would my soul outpour and to her name
stitch eternity from my loving needle
and much would they marvel those
happy few who love beneath the stars
to know that I loved her more.
--8--
Standing in the sunshine
Standing in the rain
I've done everything you've asked
But still you must complain
I know that I still love you
With not much left to give
I guess that it just goes
With the way I've learned to live
The sunshine has turned to darkness
The rain has became a storm
Because on the hottest day
Your love can't keep me warm
As I leave you on this day
As our love now fades away
So much more I have to say
So much left this day in May
--8--
on the sixth day i was borne
and on the seventh created god as a scapegoat
for all the misery in my soul
i was in salome' and understood why john did die
for there are many kinds of possession
i encouragec delilah and became the downfall of samson
for there are many kinds of power
i dwell in every sodom i reside in gomorrah
i am party to the misery then and forever
by: kitten
--8--
Master-Hangman
Mr. Hangman I see you
Hiding behind the black
Heavens on your six
The asp is at your back
The mourners at your feet,
The asters at your feet,
The dead are at your feet,
The dead are much denied,
The act of suicide.
Whooho
--8--
How About "Wasters"
Bullets offensive as the name of a team in the capital
city?
What's the big deal?
A symbol of crime in a major
municipality?
Was it your suggestion, Bill?
Please find more appalling
the refusal of your team in
football
to replace the stigma derogating
America's
indigenous individuals.
For that matter the title "Wizards"
where
"good-ole-boys" feign political
utilizes far
less wisdom
than reference to a piece of metal.
--8--
--CocaCola--
At first so cold and refreshing,
but half a can later
just the thought of your sicky-sweetness
makes me ill.
But I finish you anyway
so you don't go flat.
--Jaramiah Severns--
--8--
new technology
PCs and the nimble Web
dinosaurs groan
--8--
chrysallis dead
butterfly on a leaf nearby
wet wings spread
--8--
Love
We seek...but never keep
Touching for a short while.
We sow... but never reap,
In search of loves sweet smile.
--8--
HAPPY ON MOTHER'S DAY
Jane Reichhold
arms wide
rich with garden flowers
hugging the
day
and her aging daughters
before they slip away
--8--
given all the pain of life
lost within the heart
should it be a problem
to let it break outright
--8--
I feel a tear slide down my cheek
A tear of loss
A tear of pain
For the love that can not be
My heart is not heavy
Which is strange
It is hollow from the pain
The pain I feel is from the loss
Of the one who holds my heart
But it can never be
For his destiny can never be with me
As I remember the love we had
Another tear slides down my cheek
--8--
I've never known
the likes of what I feel
it's all meaningless
never
to know
what it might be like
I see too much
yet not nearly enough
Miguel
--8--
your feelings are so strong yet i never see them
your scared to scare me
you know you won't
your hidden thoughts come alive on the screen of my life
you seem barely loved your soft skin used
i grab your hand in the night
you squeeze it tight
but we always have to let go
--8--
Time Rehearsal
To tell the truth
I am rehearsing for the part.
Go and fetch me my lines.
Let's skip five years ahead,
Examine the contents of the future,
And make the acting realistic.
Time is in a bottle,
There is no return.
--8--
Trial
Murder, madness
death and denial
Intoxicated by
sadness
Take me to my trial
I'm dead already
though i still breathe
The jury is
ready
Though my case they won't read
I'm torn apart
Though i'm still together
I have no
heart
Its tied to your tether
The crime it was love
I gave it to you
I guess
there wasn't enough
For the whole world too
I'm broken and bleeding
Though not a vein
penetrated
My anger you're feeding
I want love but I'm
hated
--8--
i won't beg you to be true
i just won't be there.
when your eye finally wanders
back to where i was
from the others
better than me
all that will be left
is a fragment
of my fragmented self
and you can pick it up
and look at it
wonder why,
know why and wish
or feel relieved
that you can go hunting
in america without
me holding you back
by kara
--8--
forsythia
the autumn wind saw her smiling
the bees watched her laughing
canaries saw her warm face drew
and you might have too
nature viewed her as a joyful gal
but god knows her so well
forsythia's in disguise
to mask all her cries
her soul, once did smile
it was for a while
her heart once did laugh
until winter took away her love
--8--
a look, thats all it takes. and i have lost.
a glance thats all i need. and i am weak
your touch, so much like a fire raging
and it is my heart to be consumed.
a kiss, your kiss. so deadly. so thrilling
but you dont love me do you
--8--
MY SOUL
as it burns from scared emotions
brought on by sacred relations
only through love
may my heart be unbroken
--8--
A Unicorn's Place
Through the woods, by the clearing,
(Go slow, he'll know you're nearing),
There's an enchanted place:
An undomesticated space.
When the sun ignites a dappled morn,
Look there to find a unicorn.
I know you won't have long to wait
Before you hear his stately gait.
Soon, you'll watch him romp the field:
He'll smartly kick his heels and wield
His ivory sword, slash the breeze,
Then vanish back into the trees.
---Bruce Satta
--8--
WHEN?
at times
you see the scream
and wonder
if it hurts
as
you stand in a pool
of blood
and run
to wake up
inside the lions den
praying
your name is daniel
--8--
Falling
Alissa Grist
Falling,Falling
Closer to the ground
Spinning,Spinning
Always falling down
Never falling up
Always falling down
Falling always falling
Closer to the ground.
--8--
They lived in the shadows
Ran barefoot between the trees
wet grass between their toes
the moonlight on their shoulders
their bed beside a creek
In their dreams they saw colors
and lay naked beneath the sun
unafraid.
--8--
NIGHT SHADOW
Bats.
Bats and madwomen.
Bats, madwomen and dogs lost from home
scurry in the small hours.
I cannot sleep. Gently,
only gently dare I touch
with time-frayed fingers and tremors --
that reflection of a shadow
night finds bending in moonlight,
passing in sudden silence;
that reflection which is you.
--*--
Miki
The waves come rolling
Beaconing me to ride
Teasing me a little farther out each time
Untill I am on the board
Holding on for all I'm worth
Riding the crest, breaking to shore
Coming to rest
In your arms once more.
--*--
"Sacred River of Blue"
My faith
has been hazed
& my destiny polluted
by the contaminated air's
of disillusionment.
*
Uncertainty blossoms
entering the regions
of which nobody know's
Distinguishing the corrupt
and
continuing the wicked flow....
--*--
NICE NEW POEM
forget you
just go in the kitchen
tell your mother
I want her
she'll come
--*--
The moon moved across the sky with the solemn
determination
that had carried it since the first click
of time had spun
all of creation into motion
I stood still to watch.
And you?
--*--
--*--
Writing these poems
reassures me
they will make everything ok
once my thoughts are down
all my problems will be solved
when the words are out
everyone will be fine
everyone is gone
all i get is chewed pens
by kara
--*--
its dead in your eyes
i wish i could say the same
about myself.
i turned you off
you shut me out
even though i would have been
your anything.
its sad
its tragic
its not too late
by kara
--*--
I try
i try
but i shouldn't
i just end up
over doing-
being around too much.
i should stop
over thinking,
dam the rapids
of my thoughts
turn numb
be empty air
to over ride
my anxiousness
i should stop
overwhelming
not care
I'll try
I'll stay away
i'm over the edge
-by kara
Dear kara, your poems, and perhaps your life, too, would be more interesting if you stopped lamenting your inner atmosphere. Look around you. See things! Write to us them. Your feelings will not be negated but be given images which might help you see what is happening also. Blessed Be! \o/
--*--
Sublimity
Oh, how these words blemish thy name,
for they do miss the true heart of their high aim;
you, your heart is nothing of yours to blame,
but God's fault he made, in you, one of the same.
--*--
Never
Never ending
always the same
no way out
no way in
no sides
no corners
no points
or straight lines
Never beginning
--*--
One and Only Dad
I have one and only dad
But sometimes he can get really mad
he can really care
and snore like a bear
but still he's my one and only dad
by Desiree Bieber, grade 5
--*--
I really hate bats
but I really love cats
by Tandy grade 5
--*--
I look in the west
and I see Rocky Mountains
So big
and gorgeous
by Tiffany Kreese, Grade 5
--*--
I stare at the sky
I see a flock of Mallards
They
fly far away
by Chad Smith Grade 5
--*--
No words
but too many
thoughts
for the one i barely
know
yet the on i
love
the moon shines
silver
yet turns
away
no
comfort
no
reason
for the
tears
falling on the
silver
reflection in dark
waters
the reflection of the
moon
--*--
VENGANCE
Holiness created in God
Such intensely perfect envy
Toward the mortal ability
To sin
That death alone became
Too shallow a revenge
And eternity
Too brief a punishment.
---------------------------------------------------------
Traveling thru glories of Orion's crown
to the belly of the earth and further down,
I saw the brilliance of the midnite sun
where all is yours and all becomes one.
--*--
he climbs through windows unseen by the mind,
an almost forgotten life expressed with crying.
he wais for time to leave it's mark on anger.
her head is filled with laughter, she is filled with regret.
and when the morning comes he talks to the sun
an abyss of love she waits for god,
he enters the back of her shallow dreams of life,
he carries her fears, pain, cries.
to the other side.
but it's to much for him to carry,
he slips by unnoticed,
to die, alone!
she is free!
--*--
they look
i see
there is so much
behind your eyes.
your heart is full
of contradicting feelings;
like jumbo shrimp
and happy sadness.
your soul seems confused,
like me;
twisted between
exhilleration,
despair,
and love
the way a cat
with buttered toast
on its back would be.
i've probably got this
all wrong.
i wish you would
let me know more
by kara
--*--
Dreamsense
insight
during the night
fumble for the light
wait till morning
you'll forget
the vision already fading
slipping out of reach.
felt tip pen
pours out
picturesque feelings
as a record of the darkness.
remain vigilant
until satisfaction
lulls restlessness.
then engulfed with new dreamsense
to be remembered.
-MA
--*--
Signs
of nature
constantly
activate
the anecdote
of a poet's
imagination.
Freeing
their lives
with the
melody
of
expression.
-meredith
--*--
Indifference
the distress i feel
pierces at my soul
as i eavesdrop on your conversation
unknowingly
i don't look up
i can't agknowledge your statements
longing to hear further
even though it hurts
i appear to remain indifferent
as the tears gush into
my heart
instead of escaping through
my eyes
-meredith
--*--
immense terracotta pots
dark
open emptiness
enhanced character
with visible flaws
-ma
--*--
what's wrong with me?
i always
mess things up.
sure do.
what?
yeah, i'm talkikng to you!
me?
yes...
i'm trying to
write a poem,
leave me alone!
no...you're a spaz
you're a psyco.
shut up
go away
turn grey
and die.
okay, sorry.
i love you
by kara
--*--
AJAX
the supple black demon
who always loved me best
has passed from this earth
under the wheels of a rolling gargantuan
on the day of his death
i cursed a god who could take all i had so quickly
and renounced a heaven
where demons cannot tread
--*--
Methodically she works her magic,
Spinning through the
night.
Gossamer threads,
Patters of perfection.
Strategically placed,
To reflect the morning star.
Dawns mist adorns each strand,
As she now completes
her weave.
A shimmering illlusion,
An open invitation,
To
enjoy her artistry....
Kitanna(k.w.)
--*--
Old Woman Cries
A solitary tear trickles down
an ancient tired
face.
Pain visible amid a network of creases.
Hidden inside that shimmering drop
are a thousand
words
weaving a tale of broken promises
and forgotten
dreams.
The dam has broken
a flood of emotions surging
forth
carrying with it a lifetime of regret.
The tears flow freely now.
There is no stopping
them.
As the sun sets, the rain pours down.
--*--
A HAIKU TO WES
Of course It's okay
I want you to break my
heart
I've cried all I can
--*--
You softly wisper into my ear
As I look over my
shoulder--deaf for the love of another
You give me gifts
that please the eye
But I am blind--for the love of
another.
Now you are gone and I am here
No longer deaf or
blind.
I look back at our times wishing I would have
savored you
I am such a fool, who is blind and deaf
remembering the love of you.
--*--
Through valleys deep
over mountains high
close to God where
eagles fly.
Over the plains
in oceans below
God is with us
where ever we go.
--*--
gentle lapping waves
the soft wind upon my cheek
quiet setting sun
--*--
Bedtime Prayer
Now I cry myself to sleep,
No human comfort as I weep.
If I should sleep before I die,
I pray the Lord will tell me why.
--*--
BAR
Drink to further his doom
damned; lost she
feels
not as doomed as his flowers at home
cursed
flowers are his children
beaten; delivered into a ransomed
rage
Another drink to further his doom
harder beating to
lose her love
deep cry; condemned to his marriage
wet
tears roll down hot bruised cheeks
she lies waiting for
her cursed monster
--*--
TWO STARS
ONE PLANET
AS SOULS LOOK FOR A RESTING PLACE
WE THINK OF MORE TO COME
AS WE ARE ONE
WE THINK MORE THAN WE ARE
AND LESS OF OUR MINDS
FOR WE ARE STUPID
OUR LOVE IS STRONG
AS OUR HARTS ARE WEAK
WE THINK WE ARE ONE
BUT OUR SOUL ARENT
WE ARE A MYTH OF LOVE
FOR WE WILL NEVER BE TOGETHER
TILL THE EARTH COLLIDE
WITH THE STARS
FOR OUR SOULS SHALL BE ETERNAL AND WE WILL BE.
BY:JACQUES SAVOIR
--*--
Mindless travel;
Slowing sleeplessness
Where are you,
If I am here?
--*--
everything i do
im walking on glass
because i could
cause a landslide
of despair
within myself
a false move
could bury me
so, i think softly
tread lightly
and hope
by kara
--*--
i cower under this shadow
look for a weak spot
a place to break through
i want to get free
so i can be with you
each time i reach out
to your hand
through a tiny absence
i'm pulled back by guilt
of leaving them
i can't take it anymore
i will get out
by staying in
~~kara
--*--
i wish i knew
what you were thinking,
see the green and blue trails
of your thoughts
that mean
so much to me
your eyes are beautiful
they tell me few things
i have to look deeper
into them
why won't they say more
i wish i knew
by kara
--*--
Raging Storm
Raging storm is howling at me.
Raging storm is pouring into the sea.
The storm takes its revenge and spits against the wind.
The storms shouts loudly again and again.
Gusts of wind rifle through the air,
Mothers call in your children.
Sailors beware.
The raging storm will soon be gone,
and it will be replaced by the sun and dawn.
Until then, my son, the storm has its glory.
The storm rages on, and thats the
End of the story.
--*--
Logan's Lake
Far from the town square,
The woods grow dense.
Pine permeates the air
Along the thicket fence
'Round Logan's Lake.
Rustled by a whispered breeze,
The woods yield copper sprinkles;
Trees are left with memories
While leaves spread placid wrinkles
'Round Logan's Lake.
When the day winds to gray
A choir of crickets, and frogs
Who haven't rippled away,
Sings from foxfired logs
'Round Logan's Lake.
---Bruce Satta
--*--
Poor little kitty,
no more sharp claws. Stretching paws.
Wicked fangs glowing.
Chadwick
--*--
The Black Swan
One day
I saw a black swan
glide through white water
lilies
he left behind
a mirrored path
of azure sky
but,
it was a fleeting moment
and who would believe
me?
--*--
Friends
If I know you, and you know me-
As each one knows herself,
We stare eachother in the face
And speak the language of our hearts.
The pleasant thoughts we share agree
As we lend to the silent singing of friendship.
We do not hear the words we say-
Only the love that they convey.
--*--
I AM BUT A GENTLE ROSE
DRENCHED IN COLOR OR SWEETNESS
MY LEAVES THEY REACH FOR SOMETHING YET ARE REPEATEDLY PULLED APART
FIND MY THORNS ?
LOOK CLOSE THEY ARE SMALL I SEEK NOT TO PAIN YOU
I HAVE BEEN PLANTED DEEP WITHIN POISONOUS SOIL
MY ROOTS DRINK OF DECEIT AND SORROW
IF I AM NOT PICKED TODAY
PERHAPS I WILL DIE TOMORROW
--*--
Watermelon rind.
Sucks the juice off her fingers
Inhales the perfume.
penny greenwell
--*--
Why
by Jessica Ambrozy
Why
Do we
pronounce
Wave
and
Have
Differently?
--*--
He visits me throughout the day.
He doesn't wear a mask.
He never says a word.
He's not a friend.
He's not an enemy.
He's a part of me.
--*--
My First Haiku
Seasons come and go,
the winter hangs on and on,
to parts of our souls.
--*--
On The Wings
Of A Whale
The humpbacked leviathan
Briefly checked his cursive run:
Sought the sky with a trundled thrash,
Fought to stay the impending splash
Yet, falling back, descended.
Recalling journeys long ended,
He resumed his lone migration,
Surrendering aviation.
---Bruce Satta
--*--
digression of speech
and emptiness
causes my release
from happiness
you seemed so sincere
in your indifference
i need you here
but i will regret
you only spoke
in nothingnes
and it only broke
my spirit's crest
so digress in your speech
i'll hold my breath
let hollowness leave
me dead
--*--
Laughing
Alone, again,
Hysterically fighting
Against my own insanity,
I cry.