The Lookout
/…standing at the very top
Stretching up on my toes.
On a perfectly rounded, grassy mound
crossed by…
By Helen Anderson
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In Memoriam
/No matter the country, no matter the year, we hold them in our memory -- Lest We Forget
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…called for them, they served for us
With a promise to fight, not just talk the talk
They fought from land, from air, and…
By Sharon Cunningham
Read MoreTemporary Annoyance
/…approach her bed slowly, like every morning. She ignores me, staring at the television, that is running the usual batch of home shopping ads for portable vacuum cleaners, abdominal shapers, ultra-sharp fish cutting knives, smart neck massagers and rechargeable hearing aids. The only thing that can be useful to my…
By Marcelo Medone
Read MorePerpetual Rebirth
/…creeping gently across a wooded mountain’s face
Like a muted, living flame developing apace
Fading green and valiant gold, orange, yellow, red, they burst
In brilliance like living fireworks that linger…
By Amber Danson
Read MoreThat’s No Hoot
/When all else fails just start writing...
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… want to write this day? That’s got my mind all in a stoop.
Can’t seem to write poetry lately and that’s no hoot.
I can’t see the butterflies with their rainbow pastel silky…
By Eva Marie Cagley
Read MoreWandering Around the Truth
/…lie cannot be undone
Hanging around our necks for eternity
Likewise, truth attaches to us
Whether uttered by us or about…
By Russell Willis
Read MoreLet's Talk
/…we have something created by a phone company called Bell Let's Talk Day. On this day, ten cents from each text or phone call - on a Bell telephone - is donated to local mental health charities. Of course, any money raised for these companies is positive, however, the culture surrounding this day is what I find quite problematic. As people copy and paste messages on Facebook, or text from…
By Andrea Harmathy
Read MoreA letter to my friend - David.
/David was a dear friend who passed away suddenly…
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…thought of you today and felt uneasy for the third time. This is unusual because every memory I have of you is…
By Sloane Angelou
Read More'Til Death Do Us Part
/…sits on the back deck
after a long, hard day.
There seems to be more
of those these…
By Andrew Scott
Read MoreThicker Than Water
/…had been waiting outside the gate for a long, unsettling time. I had a lot of thinking to do out there in the oppressive, midmorning sun. I looked to the left and the right. I saw nothing but the large guard tower. There was a strange sound overhead in the powerlines, the sound of static electricity. There was a fly, one pesky little bugger, who kept buzzing around my face. "Shoo," I said, trying to scare it away. But the former…
By Jack Bristow
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