TIME
Amber F.

  Time is delicate like a rose,

  You must treat it with care.

  Time goes by quickly like a summer breeze,

  You must hold it while you can.

  Time is fickle always,

  You must learn to change.

  Time doesn't like to stay in one place,

  You must chase it down.

  Time is a lot like me.....

  Time is as strong as an ox,

  I must get use to the strength.

  Time goes by slowly as death,

  I must be patient.

  Time is a sure thing it never changes,

  It's happy with what it has.

  Time continues to stay in one moment,

  I must calm down.

  Time is a lot like you....

The Sky Opened Up

It's just one two three

Dash for the door

because today the sky opened up

and decided to pour

I'm quick trying to fit

between the drops

getting to somewhere dry

untill it stops

I think I'l make it

if I'm fast enough

I step in a puddle

soaking my cuff

Not such a problem

just a few steps to trudge

when I push on the knob

and the door won't budge

So I stand on the stoop

under a roof with no gutter

beginning to swear

under my breath and mutter

So I resign myself

I can't get any wetter

On a day like today

things can only get better

So Close...
MICKELL GOREHAM

 

   It's almost beautiful the way you seem to push me down so far... I cant

climb back up. It's almost relieving the way you drag out my ugliness (only

being blunt.) It's almost wonderful the way you cover up my feelings in a

blanket of lies. It's almost intriguing when you are so oblivious to all

my cries. It's almost exciting the way you love to hurt and hate me, but

it's almost criminal when I want to leave you just to be free. Why is it

 that it's always and almost...when it comes to you and me?

Never knew......

Never knew you were the one

Never knew u'd be gone;

Never knew u were the laughter...

Never knew u'd be the tear;

Never knew what u gave...

Never knew u'd take it away;

Never knew while it lasted..

Never knew it could end!

Job-Hunting

douglas brooker

she clears her throat, she looks up, and

she says,

         “what about this two year period where

         you don’t seem to have worked at all?”

and i get to say,

         “oh yeah, that., i was kind of in prison

         during that time…”

and i get to go on,

         “i got caught driving all this marijuana

         across the border…”

and it’s, yes, well, we’ll be in touch

only when i go out the door

you won’t be in touch

you won’t even file the application.

my seat on the bus tells me i’m done for the day

  My Dreams Of You

 You'r eyes are a dreamy blue,

and hair that's golden in the sun.

 You'r lips are as soft as silk,

and you'r kiss I can't stop at just one.

 You'r face is where I stare,

and you'r body I love to touch.

 You'r skin feels so warm to me,

and the feeling almost seems to be to much.

 You'r body has a lustful shape,

and fits so perfectly against mine.

 You'r hands so very gentle,

and you'r a romantic of candles and wine.

 You'r love is everlasting,

and you'r taste is so very pure.

 You'r heart beat is soothing,

and during intimacy I love to endure.

 You'r words are soft and sweet,

and you seem to be my favorite sight.

 You'r touch is a pleasuring sensation,

and I can still feel you through the night.

Broken Up
Theresa

Love is sweet when it's with you

Though I never imagined to fall in love like this before

But I did, and now I'm grateful

Because you told me you loved me

When we were together

But I had to go and screw things up like I always do

And I thought I needed a break from this

But as time goes on I realized I made a big mistake

But now you don't want me

You probably never did

But you still showed your love

As great as any person ever could have done

But now I love you more than I ever did

And I can't even show you how I feel

Cause you found someone new

I respect that, because I would love to be where she is

But I can't

Hopefully she loves you like I hope she would.

THE MIRROR

Kelli

I awoke with a start as if from a nightmare,

Unsettled by my surroundings, can't look, won't dare,

All the voices and feelings get jumbled in here,

Once more I am thrown in the middle of fear.

I have been here before but it seems this is worse,

Asking God or someone, Why was I given this curse?

In a way, I guess I am to blame....

Wanting to be better and hide from the shame.

Denying the truth, thinking that can't be me,

The child inside yelling, "Hey, I wanna see",

We both catch a glimpse of someone familiar,

Only certain things about her seemed a little peculiar.

Finally, with great sadness I began to realize,

It was only me and could do nothing but cry,

The face that I saw was certainly a match,

But her eyes told a story I didn't quite catch.....

Seeker

by : Sabrina Peek

Thy heart is uneased.

Not for thy goods,

for thy inner needs.

I seek your comfort.

You have given to me,

all that I need.

I seek your comfort.

You share your love.

You give your wisdom.

I seek inner comfort.

Show your plan.

Give thy path.

I seek the inner comfort.

Please bring the comfort

from the whole.

Let the mind,heart,soul;

be bound to understanding.

=0=               

                    

Reservation

just another day

so much i want to get away

these places of abominable fear

takes the shape of a tear

i want to be apart of this Way

but yet i'm to embarrassed to say

i've lost myself in my dreams

i've been lost in the hope that gleams,

in my mind

i wish to run and hide

but shelter i do not find

because i can't confide

to the news ways of my birth, so

i must continue to grow

the only way i know.

=0=
Robb

=0=
       

=0=

=0=

=0=

   

=0=

       

=0=

Man in Line

And so we stand ,it’s expected that we do

After all we are “The family”

The people come beleaguered of media hype

They can’t know what it’s like to ride a cyclone to hell

I don’t greet people normally with swollen eyes

And rivers of salty issue careening down laugh lines

Puddling gelatinously below my chin

But today I will because…I am family

We must help the people pay tribute to quiet cinders

And charred teeth beneath a lovely sculpted glass angel

People stretch out their hands in curiosity and sympathy of course

Many faces I’ve never seen

An old tall man with sallow cheeks stands ridgid with right arm raised slightly,

Eyes watery and intent

I take his hand because it is expected of  family to do so

It offers no recognition but lays limply between my palms

His face is unchanged as he pulls his hand back hissing

“You must be proud Mother”

A cryptic bigot in Strom Thurmond land

Not an anomaly by any stretch

Evil in intent and purpose

That love should evoke such rage in you

By everything eternal I am honored to be this child’s mother

And further to her darker seed, a child who can be hurt no more

Every fiber presently bound In unfathomable grief

Has  now been loosed to rage against you

You who ignored the stained face and heaving shoulders

Nourishing your demons and grasping the pieces of my broken heart like paper on a roll

Leaving your foul deposit and Hell rejoicing

"I Walked With Jesus"

 Christi

In the mid morning light I awoke to an unfamiliar face standing above

me,

He stared at me with such a look, it was as if he knew me,

He reached out his hand and touched mine, then he spoke in a deep

voice, "Come on it's time,"

I didn't know whether I should go or not, but before I knew it my

hand was attached to his,

We walked into a shining bright light, it was as if we were walking

on clouds, white fluffy clouds,

He never spoke anymore words, he just walked in silence, complete

silence,

For a moment I started to feel like I knew him his life story,

We stopped for a moment and he turned to me and stared with this look,

a look of gladness,

He let go of my hand and mysteriously disappeared into the darkness

of the night....

"Fallen in between despair and that thing called love."

we ran along chasing dreams

dealing our hands, you and me

our dreams escaped under the sea

puzzle was complete that made it what love should be

been made in the sky, was everything to me

You came across the land

over the hills

you made it perfect

i found my thrill

falling from the sky

was the best of all

breaking the fall

tore the day thin

we’re back where we begin

DEVOTED TO LOVING YOU

by: Brooke Dunkle

I don't know what stunned me first

The fact that you loved me

Or the fact that you wanted to be with me

I don't know what's holding me back

From loving you fully

From devoting myself to you

You say that you love me-

but what is love really?

It's not just an act, or a saying,

Love is an emotion

The fact is I am trying to figure out how to give you my heart  totally

I wanna love you with my life-

Until the day that I die

If I gave you my heart, would you break it?

Would you stay true?

If I gave you my life, would you stay with me till the end?

Promise you will do all this

And I will always love you

Reborn

G Wright

Await my rising wings of fright.

Dispatch in darkness disregard.

None shall miss my flight this night

nor miss my bellowing hard.

Perched where angels tears begin,

soaring above vanishing clouds;

with talons sharpened razor thin,

slashing at my binding shrouds.

A transformation will take place

between this world and the next;

from dark to light in loving embrace

to depart this soul often vexed.

That when I hit that blast of light

a singular dove will be seen in flight.

REMEMBER.

Remember

Poetry is the blood of your visions

It rips you apart against

The torrid consolidations of mundane

Strengths elongated in the retinues

Sparked for uncertain Verses in trials.

It wants huge skies to fly

It wants ruined castles for your dreams

Vast open spaces for its habitations

Wilder faces and unknown stipends

And the spirit of beauty for

Its hearty congealments.

Open up the worlds for incantations

The barbarous that do not hold

Shipwrecks of your flesh

Sinking downwards

Pleads of the familiar

In an unfamiliar word

Silenced petals and anguished flowers.

It flies to faraway lands

It reaches molten cores of earth

It dances on raindrops of hope

It talks with dry ghosts

In the scorched summers

It accepts the cindered fragments

Forms frolicking in the liquid sea

Or shadows dipped in nothingness.

In The Beginning of Love

I know you've been hurt before, but girl.

I'm going to try and give you the world.

when you're feeling down.

I will come and turn that frown,

upside down.

then pull you up off the ground.

Hold you in my arms.

Whisper, "i won't ever do you harm."

I promise that frequently,

I will kiss you gently.

Damn I move swiftly,

and I sweept you off your feet.

Very quickly,

and now it seems like I love you and you love me.

I swear that when you're around,I almost go crazy.

I hold you and you start getting shaky.

As if you were weak in the knees.

We got each other begging and saying please.

Our long conversations on the phone.

After it's you hang up, no you hang up because we don't want to be alone.

WE CAN'T STAND

We can't stand

in front of you

taking the blows

absorbing the hurt

protecting

shielding

cocooning:

Therein lies

our very

particular

    pain

niri 
      =0=
CHIDOZIE IHEBEREME

     

=0=

 

=0=

     

=0=

John Daniel Sandoval

=0=

         

=0=

 

Ashtar
Mekhled Naji Al-zaza/jordan

Ashtar...Ashtar

Here has become the heart.

By your love..

Beats from a new.

And became the pleasure breezes.

He sings and exceeds.

Then follow you..

Ashtar...Ashtar

We will pull the travailing.

And exceed the seas.

And overstep the mountains.

And by a decisiveness.

Ashtar...Ashtar

The delusion the delusion.

And expel the devil.

And my hammering the bells.

And declare by an eloquent sound.

The Christ's return

The breaths disinfectant.

LOVE

TANIJA CONSTANTARAS

Let me into your world

And discover who you are

Let me touch your soul

And intoxicate your mind

Let me whisper in your ear

And stir your deepest desire

Let me be Me

Hopeless

What I'd like to do,

What I'd like to be,

What I'd like to feel,

are just out of my grip,

barely out of reach.

Like intruders,

they meander like lost souls,

walking up and down the lon alleyways of my very being.

Door after door slams in my face as I try to keep up with it all.

Frantically running as if my life is passing me by faster then I can say.

Constantly struggling to be someone, yet I still find myself,

Hopeless.

SILENCE...

By Lorisa Mount

The earth was silent… not a peep to be heard…

At her funeral they sat, straight faces, not one said a word…

In her coffin all dressed in white…

She looked like an angel ready to take flight…

As I got up and began to speak…

Tears ran down my already wet cheek…

She was too young to die…

But we must all say good-bye…

Everyone dies its part of his plan…

The preacher said with a sigh and amen…

I can never say to you how I feel,

Or what I think about you.

Because the fear is far too real,

and I don't want to lose you.

But if I ever had the chance,

I'd say what I have meant to.

Your beauty's put me in a trance,

You are my dream come true.

Your smile can light a moonless night,

And It brings joy to where it goes.

Your laugh can sweeten a bitter life,

A feeling I truly know.

Your beauty, though, exceeds my sight,

It is deep within you.

Its a part of you, strong and tight,

Its what makes you.....you.

Allow me though, to tell you this

You are a wonderful person.

And forever, it'll be you I miss

Without you, my life will worsen.

So Ill wait for the time to tell you,

(Its the time in between I hate.)

But waiting's something  I must do

Cauz' you're definitely worth the wait.

=0=

=0=

 

=0=

WHY NOW?

I was raised as two

but then there were more

I had no idea

they would knock on my door

I was shocked

I could not foresee

what was to happen

when they came for me

My father was late

my mother had mellow

but still I didn't know

about this fellow

they didn't look similar

they felt like foe

I know it sounds cruel

but I just don't know

Do I shut the door?

or let them in

why is this my decision?

it wasn't my sin.

=0=

                                     A Dream

                      BY SOUMYA KURUP.

I had a dream last night,a dream unlike any other.

I dreamt that the word was a wonderful place,

The sun was shining btight on my upturned face.

Flowers bloomed on every hill and meadow,

Innumerable trees encompassing everything in their shadow.

I looked around and was pleased to see,that hatred had ceased to be.

Men loved each other and worked side by side,

Everyone was happy and free,no one had to hide.

Goodness and justice ruled,not strength and might,

Nothing was wrong,everything was right.

But then I woke up and saw the misery,pain and poverty,

And knew what I saw before was imagination,this is reality.

I saw the difference and thought,this doesn't make any sense.

Why can't we change,why can't we try?

Why can't we stop thinking me and my?

If we strive to make this world a better place,

our troubles will be but few.

And my dream may just come true

YOU STOOD THERE

mike morgan

you stood there, more than one hundred years

you stood there like a clock tower

casting a single shadow from dawn to dusk

before civilization

you stood there

they came with there ropes and their saws and pick axe

you stood there

they cut, sawed and they scratched their heads

they could not predict which way you would fall

you stood there

finally,  you could stand no more

you fell

you fell in the wrong direction

they cheered and rejoiced

they marveled at their wonderful achievement

The Greatest Gift

Time is endless, but time will come.

Scared of what maybe though eager.

I can feel you depending on me.

The wait is over...

Beautiful pain forever to be remembered.

How can this moment be described?

Are there actual words?

Bringing forth into this world a love impossible to imagine.

Every dream I've dreamed does not compare.

The eyes I've longed to see,

The breath I've longed to hear.

Crying has never felt so wonderful.

Happiness has never been so great.

So weak, so fragile as I look into your eyes.

I have discovered the most powerful feeling.

The love between a mother and her child.

                    

I WANT TO BE!

I want to be the world for you,

The world,

Where truth prevails,

Where there is no pain, no miseries,

Where there is no hatred, no sufferings,

Where love blossoms and springs from heart,

And everywhere spread its immortal fragrance,

Where flamboyant rainbow of hope bestows its colours,

Where spring smiles forever,

Where immortal sun of care shines,

Where trust reigns,

And blessings drizzle,

Where joy leaps and pleases the soul,

Where there is no fog, no mist, no gloom,

I want to be the world, that covers the whole,

But,

Can u be the same for me?

=0=

By:  Allen Williams
     
=0=
Gabriele Kraus
       

=0=

=0=

The  piano playing her song ,

a memory of cotton candy

warm air forcing humidity to

her lungs.

An atmosphere of courage and vanity.

Young hearts racing through time.

The sun lying adjacent to my world ,

giggles of sacred words unspoken.

the same truths swaying like the wind.

shirley    matthews

To my one true Love L. B. Jr.
Deshon Robinson

once in life you meet a soul mate

one with those special traits

once in life you fall in love

that one whom you always put above

once in life you find that one

who sparkles in your eye like the sun

once in life we find destiny

that someone who makes you see

once in life I met you

that once in life I felt what was true

now that we are apart

this once in life it hurts my heart

this once in life I miss you more than i can say

and now I miss you more everyday

I can't wait to be together again

to touch your soft silky skin

I can't wait to feel your kiss

for you to fill my heart with bliss

to feel your loving compassion

and know that our love is everlasting.

With all my heart and Soul

Days filled with sorrow, regret, and tears.

Of darkness, confusion, and painful memories.

A glimmer of light as a star among the darkest sky,

Can light his world of mine.

This world willed with pain, suffering, regret, and remorse.

With pail colors and light

Contrasted only with the dark, emptiness itself.

Now fills with a vibrant new color full light replacing the emptiness.

Blocking our pain and regret with only a gate;

A gate that can be broken with words and simple actions

Letting my old world return and y new life withdraw.

What is needed is a wall, a commitment.

To hold back my old, and bold my new world in place.

A world I have become to love and cherish

A world I long to share with a person

Whom I can both love and cherish.

Jessica Burdick

I hear the violins playing, the music is

so sweet

I wish the piano was being played by my

hands and feet

When the drums play my body picks up the

beat

I hear the flute, my ears tingle my lips

burn

I hear the guitars playing together or each

taking their turn

I hear the saxophones and all the other brass

playing music with such class

I'm laying here asleep in my bed

I hear an entire orchestra in my head

Listening to the music play with full steam

 

"Dying To Be Beautiful"

I am dying to be beautiful, can't you see.

It seems like everyone is happy, except for me.

I see the young, the popular, and the old.

I am wondering where do I fit, so my story must be told.

I am a young child, brought up in this world.

Needing to stay thin, so I just eat and hurl.

Everyone talked, and everyone stared.

Everyone whispered, but no one cared.

At night I cry out in despair,

All I wanted was for someone to be there.

For someone to see.

Exactly how society is killing me.

I must be light skinned

I must be quite thin

Living has become a sin.

Or so it seems,

Sometimes I wonder what kindness means.

No one gives out compliments,

but with the glare comes along a diss.

Negativity lives all around.

I want curl up and make no sound.

So the I won't be noticed.

But I can't let anyone know this.

See I am as cute as can be.

Yet I strive for more, so society is killing me.

I am so tired of trying,

I am getting tired of crying.

Look into my heart, I am dying.

Dying to be beautiful, Can't you see?

So why can't the world just love me

WHISPER YOU LOVE ME

Sharon R. Korek

Whisper you love me on the winds

And I will answer in the ocean waves

Whisper you love me on the wings of a dove

And I will answer by butterfly

Whisper you love me through rose petals

And I will answer in the clouds above

Whisper you love me in the sunshine

And I will answer in the moonlight

Whisper you love me through the waterfall crystal

And I will answer in the raindrops

Whisper you love me in the rainbow

And I will answer in the aurora borealis

Whisper you love me in the music sweet

And I will answer through Dolphins frolic

Whisper you love me

And I will answer with my love

Eternity

 We could fly above a ocean swim across a sea, make love by a fire as our love echoes in a dream. we could kiss beneath the stars hide behind a tree but no matter what or where we are our love will last for eternity....

An Ode to Friendship

           A winter's sun, a candle's flame ;

              both keep burning, is there anything to gain ?

 

           A little bright star, on a cloudy night ;

              outnumbered it might be, it still gives out its light.

           A small spark can contribute, to a major fire ;

              just like a friendly man, who all love and admire.

           That's the power of true friendship, rare though it may be ;

              shining like a bright jewel, beneath the dark blue sea.

           It warms all hearts, it makes all smile ;

              bringing back old memories, in lesser than a while.

           Sprinkling fragrance and smile, in your life ;

              it multiplies joys, and divides grieves.

           You can be forever friends, from birth until end ;

           because friendship knows no boundaries, no stops and no end. 

           God could not be everywhere, that's why he made friends ;

              to make us feel special, all the way to the end. 

THE SILENT ONES

Akemfua Festus

The oracles still sound

As we seek dialogue with the gods.

The dreary intonation of aged drums

Still pierce still the mid-night air

As ancient rites impose allegiance.

Colanuts break in confrontation with the farmers fingers

Redistributing itself in communal harmony.

A thousand orifices feed the hungry grave

As the neck of the sacrificial lamb

Succumbs to the violence of the black machete.

But ancestors do you hear us?

A single rose, Does this prove my love or simply prolong?

Are the words of affection portrayed in a song?

Is there a book written to show us how to cope?

When love becomes obsession do we give up hope?

Is the answer in its petals or even in a thorn?

Is the answer in the miracle of a new life being born?

Are we all so distracted by its scent or silky touch?

Does the redness of its beauty deceive us so much?

A single kiss, does this show were meant to be ?

or does it simply blind so we cannot see?

Is there a time a place where love can exist?

Or is this lonely feeling going to persist?

Is the answer in an angel or a pathway in a dream?

Is the answer in your heart or is that too extreme

AT THE END

Sandra Striga

Oh, my dear Lord

I am at the end of my road

My heart is half dead

Nothing bright is left in me..

Oh, my dear Lord

I cannot make one step

Without greatest of effort

Everything in me lost It´s sense...

Oh, my dear Lord

Dark is all  as far as my mind can see

No hope is left, 

Useless dreams no longer interest me...

Oh, my dear Lord

My soul is tired,  tired beyond rest

Put your hand on me, comfort me, for I am weary

And  can no longer think of  life nor death...