A Distant Memory All I remember of my youngest years Does not require much space inside my brain: I’m five or six
Author: PKey
Working writer based out of Houston.
Two Poems By R. Gerry Fabian
Abandoned Before Spring Tortoise shell eyes withdraw from injury which a Puritan pride all but demands. But gospel glances hint of perjury – if discovered,
Two Poems By J.M. Allen
Dumb Drivers My back hurts again, not sure what I should do. The hours spent on the road really sneak up on you. If
Two Poems By Darrell Petska
Hen and Chicks: Genus Sempervivum Like Hen and Chicks, love flourishes. From out the loving core, new love buds and grows, buds and grows,
Canadian Geese By Russel G. Winick
Canadian Geese Canadian geese were majestic, A rare and soaring sight. Filling the sky with mellifluous calls, Perfect soldierly “V” in their flight.
Ode to My Morning Doughnut By David Antonio Reyes
Ode to My Morning Doughnut I pick you up and you remind me of a gold ring, like a tire stripped of its wheel,
Grand Little Things 