| For I have never seen | A hat without a head?
That does not make since?
A teacher without her students?
Schools are not created like that!
A baby without any parents!
Absurd!
Life's not like that!
Everything is as it should be!
In the end the good prevail!
... | Devon Bates |
| Freedom | He wanted to fly,
He wanted to be free,
But he wasn't alone,
For they were three.
The one who showed him stars,
Was the one who betrayed him first,
He tried to drown him in the ocean,
And told him to give up on his thirst.
He gave her... | Kaz Brekker |
| Solomon's Cloak | Truth is not an absolute
but an attitude of commitment
Throwing its blanket decidedly
over questioning and doubt
Paying deference to the moment
while blessing its intention
Choices made and choices bade
—verbatim roundabout
(Dreamsleep:... | Kurt Philip Behm |
| Power + the Mind | If you can gain some type of power with your mind you can control it. Just like if you pick up a flower in your hands you could hold it. Using powers are different than using the mind. With powers you mate with the mind you create. A mind is like... | Rosina Garrett |
| Ideas | Pens scratching paper
Ideas fly like butterflies
Minds in harmony
Brainstorming together we
Create something wonderful
Fingers dance with ease
Unleashing the thoughts within
Pages come alive
A creative symphony
Free writing sets the mind... | Joe Strickland |
| Bleeding Heart | I whispered to her low,
A vow to ease her pain,
But behind those honeyed words,
Lurked a harsh, jagged truth.
I didn't bring her calming peace,
Just a warning, stark and raw.
For I bear a weighty ghost,
Of bygone, searing hurt,
Whose shadow... | Joe Strickland |
| The Unappreciated Poet. | A Phantom page of white stares like an unknown abyss, a grey line blinks while awaiting the textures and life in the way of words.
The words don't form. The line awaits blinking.
The poet sits procrastinating over words, the way they form what... | Vanadis |
| Not Quite | Abortion progressive … hell no.
They are killing future scientists and... | Rick Wojtala |
| Overconfident negligence | Ignorance is bliss,
Until once concealed secrets are exposed.
All hope of denial snuffed in the moment complete realization of your overconfident
negligence... | Jenna Binns |
