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  • George Coombs

    Children by George Coombs

    laughter trickling
    as a stream
    gentle over
    hard ground…
    trees modestly
    gilded in
    early spring light
    yearn upward
    waiting for
    renewed life…
    here…in early spring
    truth of life
    turning in quiet
    circles yiel…

    46 words
  • Ami  Wilber-Mosher

    Words by Ami Wilber-Mo...

    They’ll sting like a whip,
    Brush like a breeze,
    And through your mouth slip,
    When the moment is seized.

    93 words
  • Ami  Wilber-Mosher

    Empathy by Ami Wilber-Mo...

    Be kind , my friend,
    To one another.
    That man you see,
    Is someones brother.
    This woman,
    She is someones mother,
    And someone loves her,
    Like no other.

    96 words
  • George Coombs

    In Memoriam - Ingrid Jonker by George Coombs

    now peace at last
    your voice raging
    against apartheid rests…
    there…that night
    heart crushed as a
    leaf fallen the
    sea received you
    your father turned away…
    your unborn child
    has re…

    54 words
  • Stephen  J. Vattimo

    Soldier by Stephen J. Va...

    SoldierWhat will be your spoils of war?
    88 words
  • Ami  Wilber-Mosher

    The Ache Of A Nation by Ami Wilber-Mo...

    We learned the true difference,
    Between want and need.
    We learned the true difference,
    Between need and greed.

    175 words
  • Ami  Wilber-Mosher

    Nature's Afternoon Feature by Ami Wilber-Mo...

    The air is full,Of electric light.Makes the darkness,Incredibly bright.Chaos reigning,All around.Crashing…Flashing…Filled with sound.
    157 words
  • George Coombs

    Street At Night by George Coombs

    on the street
    gentle touch of
    spring air…
    feet audible in
    the gathering quiet……

    row on row
    of street lights
    hovring…as if
    close quiet as in
    an empty church

    houses…shops entering
    into night

    57 words
  • Ami  Wilber-Mosher

    The Comfort of an Aged Love by Ami Wilber-Mo...

    I couldn’t read you. A verse unknown.
    But here’s our story. And how it’s grown.
    Now our book has pages yellowed.
    The spine is bent, the cover bellowed.

    112 words
  • George Coombs

    Early Spring by George Coombs

    early spring…
    evening light
    sprinkled with birds
    braking into song…
    good to pause
    in the moment
    trees yearn upward
    glad in natural life
    pillars of foliated existence…
    in the moment which
    is all i tr…

    64 words
  • Charldia

    Of Him, I am Proud by Charldia

    Me, I’m more ordinary than most that you know.
    I have no riches, no treasures to show.
    No talent to brag of, no accomplishments of my own
    My success lies in my children and the things they have done.

    384 words
  • Ami  Wilber-Mosher

    In The Moment by Ami Wilber-Mo...

    Feel the touch of her hand,
    Entertwining your fingers.
    Stop to enjoy it.
    Take a moment to linger.

    182 words
  • George Coombs

    Where by George Coombs

    where will i go
    when final exhalation
    merges with nature…?
    from a silence
    to another quiet
    adorned with path
    of shimmering light…
    it is not going away…
    rather returning home…
    i am now
    spirit encumbered
    with fle…

    104 words
  • Stephen  J. Vattimo

    Are Your Feet Ready To Leave The Ground? by Stephen J. Va...

    The sands of time in the hour glass is running low.
    The clouds of deception are trying to block out the light of the truth.
    Don’t believe the lie, that Christ will not come back.

    215 words
  • PJ Ryan

    skid by PJ Ryan

    we are each a baroque burnout

    161 words
  • George Coombs

    By the Sea by George Coombs

    here at mercy
    of the
    vast sea…
    yearn shoreward
    gulls lament
    in fading light…
    path to
    waiting horizon…
    beyond the edge
    the questioning
    where will i
    go when
    my final
    breath passes
    into not…

    102 words
  • Darren Stein

    On Suicide by Darren Stein

    While I was in the psychiatric hospital,
    I saw a woman try to kill herself with a Gideon’s Bible:

    439 words
  • George Coombs

    Missing My Cat Friend by George Coombs

    with silence comes sense
    of your absence…
    my cat friend…visitor
    from nature bringing
    glowing gift of yourself…
    we shared quietness…
    a safety where dwells
    no fear of touching…
    now…for three days
    you are elsew…

    122 words