Rain “And when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down. Without the rain, there would be no rainbow.” –Gilbert K. Chesterton Restorative
Author: PKey
Working writer based out of Houston.
Weeding the Garden By Edie Meade
Weeding the Garden common weeds sprawl outstretched to me: spurge, henbit, cocklebur, red dead nettle nursery-rhyme names that remind me of my mother she wanted
Two Poems By Coleman Glenn
Precarious She’s at the age of scrapes and bruises; edges seem to find her face. The floor beneath her feet refuses not to wobble out
Pool at Night By K.E. Duffin
Pool at Night Stars are swimming in green inland bays as meteors score captive El Greco skies dreaming of whiplash doves and jays, of stealthy
Endurance By Jeffrey Essmann
Endurance “Forty years I endured that generation.” – Psalm 95 I wonder now and then how much I’ve left Of my allotted forty years of
Two Poems By I. D. Brannan
‘Tis A Pretty Tune ‘Tis a pretty tune Nature plays in June— she must tickle ivory. It does sound—a breeze through the rustling leaves— with
