Color Schemes – All My Words Are Lost At Sea

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I know what you’re thinking:
That I’m hiding,
In these dusty old books of mine.
Don’t you know you’re always on my mind?
I’m in here trying to find,
The right words to recite to you. Continue reading “Color Schemes – All My Words Are Lost At Sea”

Free Verse – Challenge Call Response – JG

Heaven’s Devils

           “This isn’t what we do. It’s not about hatred or about death or about any of the  trivial reasons the biased media is painting it around. Don’t let them twist the mission.”
“Them? This isn’t about some vague all powerful ‘them’, this is about me. About us and what we’re trying to accomplish here. We’re supposed to be sending a message to a group of people too comfortable and arrogant to read it. There’s only one choice left.” She punches downward to accentuate her point with the cracking of fist-on-desk violence. Or maybe just to stop herself from hitting me. Continue reading “Free Verse – Challenge Call Response – JG”

Misplaced Missive #44: Lift

So this is totally not what I had scheduled for today, but with all the reflection and sadness of yesterday it felt wrong to post something melancholy and brooding. Thus: this kinda tentatively hopeful poem.

Grasp my hand
And lift me up
To your heavens
So I can be closer
To the closest path
To perfection Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #44: Lift”

The Challenge Call: New Schizophrenic Summers

Yesterday I posted a poem entitled Emergence to our Schizophrenic summers category, which has been a graveyard filled with the remnants of submissions past for over a month now. Yes, Jessie and I became bored with the format — monthly poetry themes that we would arduously and obligingly toil over to submit, usually days after the end of the month (or sometimes not at all). And we have had precious few submissions from others (ahem! fellow poets).

But we cannot reasonably expect others to submit to a monthly theme that we barely participate in ourselves. It was time for a change. And I believe we have found an appropriate and much more invigorating use for this space. Continue reading “The Challenge Call: New Schizophrenic Summers”

Moonlit Musing – In The Negative

By vilifying love; calling it sinful, evil, wrong
You take away something that belongs.
Something this world needs.
Desperately.
This world already in the negative –
Can it afford to lose even more?
And worse, the source of your final verdict? Continue reading “Moonlit Musing – In The Negative”