Diversity | Cattail Jester
Shame when diversity
Only comes when pushed
And then only
A bare surface scratched
A superficial compliance.
poems to read
And the Will – A Poem by Robin Wyatt Dunn
I love the will
the way the worry and the weal
it congeals around my tendons like a brew I keep sipping
keep on coming through
I like it like that
in your bliss
More at http://www.robindunn.com.
Time to Think | Krushna Chandra Mishra
Wild in imagination and sour in thought
Bizarre in logic and boring in stress
Still aspiring for the moon
Tell me how I can serve your will.
Before you ask my best of support
Even as you know I back out never
Exercise your mind and wits to the full
And as you fight the victory shall be yours.
A La Recherche Des Choses Extraordinaires | Stan Morrison
seeking to amass only the rare
one-of-a-kind, museum-worthy
as in “better homes than yours”
shunning the average stuff
dreading the label “ordinary”
defining one’s self-esteem
a lifetime of chasing the latest
purely deserving admiration
worries over what others say
self-imposed no mercy mission
endless ennui with le dernier cri
don’t you see it matters not to me
Perception | Lynn Long
Perception
What is reality, but a mirror
illusion-a deception
within itself…
For how can
one ever truly
be aware
of worlds
beyond
their own-
if un-willing
to open their
eyes to
truths
unknown?
Life is a continuous
cycle on the
road to
self-awareness,
repeated lessons
of moments
forever eternal
Striving- we can only
move forward,
knowing
what we know
Learning,
ever-learning
as we go…
Going Home to You – A Poem by G. S. Katz
Late autumn
New York City
Translucent blue sky
Cool
Waiting for Darkness
Universal Wilderness
Let the leafless trees tell the story
Going home to you
A glass of wine
Dinner in the stove
Heartbeats
Your Gaze
This romance
Side Notes | Camille Clark
I have a dear friend
who writes her notes
on the side, tiny characters
tattoo either rib cage.
She is her own walking
lexicon, an ambulatory
autobiography with truth
covered by flowery blouse.
Opportunity | JD DeHart
Opportunity is a running
stream but some want to
dam it up
Based on race, sex, creed,
culture
Opportunity offers itself
freely but some wish
to put a price on all
Opportunity would break
down barriers but we are
still trying to raise walls
You would think we would
have learned by now.
With Every Taste You Get You back | Safe Rest
That moment born from pain and hurt
When you think it will never work
And you will die if it is over
But come back stronger for the morrow.
When you succeed in misery,
Harness it all and let it drive you
Towards the depths of your abyss.
You’re slowly wading through the darkness,
Tasting each sorrow with a sip,
Then take more mouthfuls, it gets better,
With every taste you get You back
To live to write, to start all over.
Den of Vipers | JD DeHart
Careful how they bite
with venom of lies
rumors and gossip, turn
your back, they’ve struck.
Better to sew your way
in light and kindness,
offering balm where needs
are than to be a serpent
tongue guarding a nest
of imagined control.