When Hope Wanes
/…without works is dead”
Yet where are we left
When our actions
Have less and less…
By Mike Turner
Read MoreMy Gypsy Soul
/This Poem is dedicated to Sally Ride…
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…Gypsy soul travels every night
Deep into unknown with intergalactic caravan.
My gypsy soul swirls among…
By Petrouchka Alexieva
Read MoreCarolina's Letter
/…parcel in a frigid living room.
Carolina told me she had returned home,
home being any town I resided in.
I wanted to strangle the…
By Andy Cooper
Read MoreDead Ahead...
/…course, can pull a hearse,
but sometimes something sadly worse
can happen; it can go off course
(slight misdirection from…
By Ken Gosse
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