By Sherletta Germain An Alma Mater dedicated to those who feel silenced no more. Now We Stand Now we stand, no longer afraid Speaking our truths as memories fade I found some friends along the way To stand with me, no matter the day My heart beats strong, my posture is proud You still see the old me, but I am in the NOW Your … Continue reading Now We Stand and Just For Today
Release and expand.A different kind of living.Where peace can be found. -akw- ___ ©2021 Angel K WillPhoto by ROMAN ODINTSOV from Pexels Photo+Graphic… A Haiku: Found By Angel K Will Release and expand.A different kind of living.Where peace can be found. -akw- Continue reading A Haiku: Found
By Guna Moran Faith Like the mercury in a thermometer Faith too goes up and down This morning one haggled over faith at my home Hunting here and there on the round earth he came to me upset and asked one thousand rupees I too am not stinking rich Every month I’ve saved money To buy a dress for my better-half My wife knows me … Continue reading Guna Moran A Poet Of The Heart
By Stephan Pisko As she strolls over trembling twigs – floating and flaunting the sweet smell of cedars – Like a gaming gazelle she stops suddenly but only shortly on the carpet like floor to soak up the warm wild wind she captures – The fragrance of the day charms the night but nothing more charming as to see her in the forest – The … Continue reading “Girl In The Forest”
By Vernon Nickerson We All Have The Power To Reach The Stars Mr. Sandeep Mangeram Agarwal’s book of Poems “ In Working Through the Infinite Source” is a journey and study of one’s own divinity and how through 30 poems written as palms shows the connectivity of humanity through love. With the intention to transform, educate and to heal it is a simple, but profoundly … Continue reading Review of “Working Through the Infinite Source”
By Joanna Panayi We are built with a reliance.It is in our bonesWe act in our nature.We learn in our nurture.To fight for our thrones.We conquer the planet.Yet, they do not get it.They continue to thread it.As we continue to spread itWe need to work together.Do not speak if you do not act.Do not act if you cannot speak.These are our livesNot only yoursHisHersEveryone.Your intolerance … Continue reading The State Of The World
By Thelma T. Reyna PURPOSE IN WRITING THIS BOOK (ARTIST STATEMENT, FROM THE “FOREWORD”) I tell you all this with reverence for what we, all of us, don’t know, and with dismay that many of us live every day with unmoored assumptions of our longevity. We clock in and out of interactions with one another, march lockstep in perfunctory duties that we can do, words … Continue reading DEAREST PAPA
By Joanna Panayi, #3 Transformation No No What have you done to me? My beauty, my beauty Has escaped my being The biting on my neck The poison in my veins Why is my hair moving? The feeling is strange A snake Or two Or 5 Biting me Hissing on the side I am in agony Athena You watch me suffer That smirk on … Continue reading The Transformation Of Medusa
By: Joanna Panayi #1 I love you Athena I love you Athena Ι was born with love in my heart My beauty was my start To become wise like you And carry your knowledge Through and through I loved you so I devoted my life To make people know You were the best of the best Yet you were not impressed My beauty means nothing … Continue reading Medusa A Case In Pain And Strength
By Stephan Pisko Trickling water walking over stones spraying sentimentality upon artist’s artistry gesturally with painful protuberance a famous familiarity tune shrouded within unforgeability we reminisce intensely nervously rushing with exacting standards marvelous memories felt feverishly elegant eclectic establishments surge charged sensation soars repetition serves the grandeur artistry assigns feeling it ventures through physicality on route but where? Continue reading Artist Artistry
CRUCIFIED I think I know how Jesus must’ve felt Before a crowd of his jeering nonbelievers I’m a prisoner now of my own pain A martyr of my marriage I’m sucked shallow Fucked dry By a hostile gathering of my own heathens Who go by native-sounding names like Totally Broken Dreams, Love Left Me, and Big Fucking Failure. Once a tree, I’m now a drooping … Continue reading Poems By Andrea Monroe
By: Austin Winter-Chase To just say that poet André Richardson Hogan II poems are raw and edgy is to say that Michelangelo was good at drawing. André Richardson Hogan II was born in 1978 in Chicago. He is a playwright, screenwriter, poet, essayist, visual artist, and theater critic. His plays have received stage readings and productions in numerous theaters which include the American Theater … Continue reading A poetry review of ” Strangers, A Collection Of Poems By André Richardson Hogan II”
Old Man Hey there Old Man, It’s been a while hasn’t it? You know the shock you gave me made me sit. If you were hear I could ask, why I’m so vexed. You know I’m still wondering what comes next, But though at times I still feel so lost, Know I’d still trade you back at any cost. I get it, you … Continue reading Poems By Nathan Robbins
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