The Bed I am the occupant of the bed, my limbs stretch freely bound not out of habit, nor duty to comply, the cool
Afterglow By Claude Clayton Smith
Afterglow I offer words of love, turned from my tongue in silent hours. Weak gifts, soft in thought, I spill them at your feet—such feelings
Meditation on 2020 By Mallory Senter
Meditation on 2020 If we are what we eat, then I suppose controlled starvation cannot be our fault. we are brightly packaged, lacking all
Love By R. S. Pyne
LOVE By R. S. Pyne The night was icy but I didn’t mind Because you were by my side, together As one, we walked
Two Poems by Ruth Holzer
The Transit of Mercury, 11/11/19 A planet rolls across the sun, black blemish on a blazing face. The journey’s slow, and then it’s done.
Meerkat Society by Mike Mesterton-Gibbons
Meerkat Society Majestic eagles soaring in the sky Eat lunch by swooping down to catch their prey, Except if there’s a meerkat standing
Grand Little Things 