Making Waves
By: Alex Mosier The Older I become, the harder it seems to go back there. A fresh out of school young woman teaches as I sit and watch. I can see it, her voice, soft and sweet. I can see the sound waves pouring out of her...
Read MorePosted by Poetry Contest | Apr 7, 2012 | Poetry |
By: Alex Mosier The Older I become, the harder it seems to go back there. A fresh out of school young woman teaches as I sit and watch. I can see it, her voice, soft and sweet. I can see the sound waves pouring out of her...
Read MorePosted by Poetry Contest | Apr 7, 2012 | Poetry |
By: Tiffany Farr Grasp What a domesticated animal humans feign to be. Determined by splintered veins in the palms. Muddied protection. A wolf entrapped a buck between two rocks, but the deer skewered the wolf with two...
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By: Julia Hogan What if it were all revealed— the magnificent structures of gravel in the rail bed, the cracks in the wooden ties. When they were knitted together and why you could not last another moment. We followed the tracks...
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By: Joan Leotta The earth and sun aligned today To bring an end to winter. The sun pushed through gloomy gray winter’s sky Painting a wide swath of blue between the sun and greening lawns Robins and cardinals are...
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By: Emily Knott Clusters of frog eggs ring the creek shallows like the black-eyed peas my grandmother served each new year, placed beside creamed spinach and an empty chair where her dead son Kenny would have folded his...
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By: Judy Stadt Soon Far from home is where I’m going but I’m going to be traveling light Taking only a full bag of memories Soon When the time is right I’ll be ready for my spirit to take flight Cause I...
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