The Touch Our children, once contained inside our house, Are loose — their sins now in the sun, like ours. We made for them a
Light Objects By Jarad Bushnell
Light Objects A switch of light that sits like its Dimensions are times three; A rod of bright that inch by inch Rolls cross the
Two Poems By Judy Koren
Planetary Storm Our overheated planet cries; clouds form; the storm batters and floods everything in its way yet may, thunder and lightning past, its fury
Meditation in the Hill Country By Byron López Ellington
Meditation in the Hill Country On greenest grass I sat that day of spring And peered upon the purple-hued vervains And oaks alive with vibrant
Gestures of Hope By Greg Huteson
Gestures of Hope The stone hands rise, the feathered hands fall. The kneelers rise, the fey ladies float in broad pastel hats over stained oak
Two Poems By Bob McAfee
Blackbirds Inspired by In my Craft or Sullen Art – Dylan Thomas You pause As if what you mumble Doesn’t matter Perhaps no one can
