Early Morning Love Song by D.R. James

Despite the moon, nearly full, gliding six inches above the western horizon where that faint line of a Great Lake lies, my couple of cardinals amidst the etched gray of sunrise say it’s morning, and all the little birds believe them. Despite me, nearing fifty, holding two inches before hitting the midway in a life... Continue Reading →

Affiliations by Sanjeev Sethi

How it ends affirms its essence. You went as lightly as you came or otherwise? Aleatory carriages are better suited to those not connected. This way they don’t wound. Closeness breeds craftiness. Photo by Dids on Pexels.com About the Poet: Sanjeev Sethi is published in over thirty countries. His poems have found a home in more... Continue Reading →

Crack in the Ice by John Grey

She pours the tea. The darkness pours itself through the kitchen window, surrounds the cup and the cigarette that droops from her lips. Somewhere out there is an icy lake. Somewhere out there is a crack sucking everything down – her son, even the light. Snow piles up against the door. Icicles point down from... Continue Reading →

Strange by Askold Skalsky

Is it so strange after two years, still no peace with your leaving? The horizon never moves, lying quietly in its bed of distant scars and slants. I look above the tension wires over the sky darkening at four o'clock. The wire leads somewhere, brings something into a house where the cabinets are stocked with... Continue Reading →

The Stars are Naked by John Tustin

The stars are naked And when they cast their eyes down upon me, Tossed like a million dice, I shiver in my clothes and blankets – Wishing I could be concealed. Photo by Andre Moura on Pexels.com About the Poet: John Tustin is currently suffering in exile on the island of Elba but hopes to... Continue Reading →

Change in the World by John Grey

The storm’s fireworks will be nothing by midnight. So quiet, you’ll hear the worms in the soil, the ants in the rafters. For an hour or so, the world will be in the sky, flashing and pounding, pissing down like a locker-room of giants. But later, when clouds drift away, the night becomes transparent all... Continue Reading →

Every Surface Green by DS Maolalai

like water which seeps from a badly blocked faucet, nature pushes in through the city where it can. these old unused carparks, the yellow eyes of dandelions, striped grass raising shadow; a pavement tiger line, rippled by some minor city breeze. birds constructing bowers on brick-built cliff- side buildings. cats stalk, tails rising, flying flags... Continue Reading →

I Need You by Marius Alexandru

Every night I dream your kisses, Your gentle touches and your sweet perfume, Last summer’s endless, silent blisses, Your magic eyes, your youthful bloom. I can feel your hand in my ruffled hair, The love that’s coming from your moving lips, Do you want that love with me to share, and to sail forever in... Continue Reading →

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