by Richard Gildea | Aug 26, 2015 | Poetry
As silhouettes appear on pavement slab My senses sharpen’d by held ‘state of fear’ To nail direction canst but take a stab Projection from above or to the rear Known skyline doth afford familiar form Atop the terraced roofs of chimney pots Then shadows move,...
by Don Holmes | Aug 25, 2015 | Poetry
In seven days or maybe ten The leaves will start to turn again Bringing Autumn’s glorious hues And those impending Winter blues Some sunshine helps to ease the pain As Summer pleasures start to wane Those Autumn skies will turn to grey And hide the Sun ‘most every day...
by Don Holmes | Aug 25, 2015 | Poetry
I’ve been on that road to no-where Stood by that dark shrouded lake Where hopes and dreams are abandoned When life gets too hard to take I’ve stood on that mythical corner Deciding to go or return Felt desolation inside me And looked for bridges to burn How easy to...
by Richard Gildea | Aug 21, 2015 | Poetry
Tis not the love professed nor pledge that’s made In declaration or thru written word Tis not a line expressed which helps persuade Tho what one hopes to say, may be inferred What e’er appears as truth flows from the heart Connecting dreams replenished by held quill...
by Don Holmes | Aug 21, 2015 | Poetry
Oh the silence that forms a rift Between those who have a certain gift The bitterness so hard to ease Between the friends that we displease Oh for just a simple word To counter acts that were absurd Break the spiral of discontent And stop the anger that we vent...
by Timmy Angel Naylor | Aug 3, 2015 | Poetry
In grief she came to stand alone to gaze upon the names in stone, the perished in the wars of man from Passchendaele to Afghanistan. Then lowering her gentle head she whispered to her heart and said “Jack wasn’t vain or hard, just kind, a friend so quietly...
