Poems

somedays i thinkmy salvationfeels like the cold roughnessof the cobbles beneath my kneesthe press of the wind against my cheeka rain-drenched coat my only shelterand my only warmththe trickling red that leaksfrom the claws of the metal crucifixof my sole hopesometimes i seethe sunrise over the iridescent seathe pearly froth spilling onto golden sandi can feel the swirl of the … [Read more...] about Salvations Of The Sea, By: Arlin Mudju

Sweet Highland Girl, a very showerOf beauty is thy earthly dower!Twice seven consenting years have shedTheir utmost bounty on thy head:And these grey rocks; that household lawn;Those trees, a veil just half withdrawn;This fall of water that doth makeA murmur near the silent lake;This little bay; a quiet roadThat holds in shelter thy Abode,In truth together do ye seemLike … [Read more...] about Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, 1803 V. To A Highland Girl – At Inversneyde, Upon Loch Lomond, By: William Wordsworth

Easeful blue eyes imitatedA kind of fervent candourWhilst I tired to focus on the imageOf your old explicit faceWhen you asked me if I’d eaten that dayYour eyes returned to acceptance A life enveloped in kindness expiresLike any other being’s sad passageYet a stopped heart and impulse free brainShouldn’t make you less of a humanYour behavioural traits and single … [Read more...] about Sylvia, By: Nathan Mallon

Let the fiercest storms that drowned my soul,Break the barriers of defenses my ancestors stole.Let the volcanoes that tore my insides apart,Wash away the shame, my tattered heart.Let the mountains crumble and fall onto me.Let them shred me to pieces, to victory.Let me stand buck naked, vulnerabilities bare.Let me fall into the ravages of the red sea.Let the cruelty be gifts … [Read more...] about Hidden Gifts, By: Teri Dourmashkin

In the morning, waking me up with piercing alarms,as if the whole building was on fire. Alexa calmly announces:‘There’s nothing scheduled for the day.’I wish my boss would say the same thing.In the evening: ‘Now, here’s local news.’Dead silence. Perhaps she sees nothing important worth mentioningShe then moves on to weather forecast:‘It will be dry tomorrow but there will be … [Read more...] about The Life Philosophy Of Alexa, By: Hongwei Bao