I captured summer in a jar,Knowing it wouldn’t go that far.Pickles covered with brine-tasting each slice, so sublime.My summer is just about gonesummer was here on a loan. … [Read more...] about Capturing Summer, By: Mary Bone
Poems
Sonnets – V. – Four Fiery Steeds Impatient Of The Rein, By: William Wordsworth
Four fiery steeds impatient of the reinWhirled us o'er sunless ground beneath a skyAs void of sunshine, when, from that wide plain,Clear tops of far-off mountains we descry,Like a Sierra of cerulean Spain,All light and lustre. Did no heart reply;Yes, there was One; for One, asunder flyThe thousand links of that ethereal chain;And green vales open out, with grove and field,And … [Read more...] about Sonnets – V. – Four Fiery Steeds Impatient Of The Rein, By: William Wordsworth
A Fishy Catch, By: Andrew Cyr
Mason tagged Penelopeon a dating app,and three years later,Penelope told Mason he was itbefore their family and friendsat an altar in a white gazebo.It was a sleepy Saturday afternoon.The couple had their feet proppedon the maple tableas they peered over the balcony.Penelope sipped chilled vitamin waterfrom a frosty glass with rocksand a splash of rum.Lake Erie folded over … [Read more...] about A Fishy Catch, By: Andrew Cyr
Sonnets – IV. – Why Art Thou Silent! Is Thy Love A Plant, By: William Wordsworth
Why art thou silent! Is thy love a plantOf such weak fibre that the treacherous airOf absence withers what was once so fair?Is there no debt to pay, no boon to grant?Yet have my thoughts for thee been vigilantBound to thy service with unceasing care,The mind's least generous wish a mendicantFor nought but what thy happiness could spare.Speak though this soft warm heart, once … [Read more...] about Sonnets – IV. – Why Art Thou Silent! Is Thy Love A Plant, By: William Wordsworth
Boundless, By: Nova Po
Spiraling in the bore ofmortality of lucid dreamsand you’reencapsulated bymy servitudebut trapped toflesh and bones.Me as your allured capture blissfully oblivious to my demise.A willing participant in your hypnoticand tantalizing whirl I’d rather decayto your rhythmic slumber.Your satirical and devious nature hasa gravitational pull on my soul completelyblurring my … [Read more...] about Boundless, By: Nova Po




