Come towards me and let me look at you, let yourself be caught up with me by the warm of our eyes and let me find once more the light that shines in them, sun of the soul that gives me life upon...

The rain fell slowly almost as it not wanting to, gently calming the thirst that the heat left behind. She entered through the open window sifting with her timidness the penumbra now already cool....

I called the rain with all my heart, wanting to feel its clean water on my face washing away the heat and sweat that the weightiness of the afternoon insisted on leaving. I begged it to wrop me in...

How bored the afternoon is feeling lost in the park, slowly dropping her handkerchief, green lace dark and refreshing. Everything is so calm, perhaps a little durment with such a simple fragrance...

i I wish this baby, flannel, oatmeal, bells, Balloons a kite, a bike, a cat, a phone . I wish her tryouts, outfits, ocean swells And dances, love notes, babies of her own. But dare I wish...

Ghosts
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

Coming to terms with the tricks our minds play, fact or fiction? From what perspective are the dots connected? Patterns of...

I later heard she almost died. Although she didn't try to keep the fact from me, the how and how come wasn't mine to know. My feelings weren't her first priority. So when I heard, I had...

I have transposed nearly all of the poems of the Greek poet Constantine Cavafy into English. This is no. 151 of his poetical canon. 151. ANCIENT GRECOSYRIAN SPELLS Wait for the silence and the...

Religious and spiritual poem by Peter Menkin. The following notes from my Peter Menkin blog: Friday, August 04, 2006 Poem about Lent unfolding during the season... Each Lent has been different....

My friend Debbie and I have been taking evening walks after dinner for years. Always around dusk we walk over to the old community next to us purposely to pass the house on the corner. The old...