When I Wake
By Christopher Law
In life, I know myself to be-
A man of heartbreak and callous thoughts,
Breaking down the simple joys-
Of childhood,
Wonders I have most definitely long forgotten.
But in my mind-
My shallow slumber of memories,
I find myself a young boy once more,
Laying upon my childhood mattress and matted quilt-
My head rests upon a cold knee,
One I remember nevermore.
In my eyes, this blackened room of mine-
Feels comforting, and yet-
The hand in my hair seems dull and still,
I lived this through,
This I know-
And yet my skin feels repulsed by what should be so comforting of a touch,
I want it not, and yet it will.
I feel the presence-
Of shadows familiar yet unknown to me,
The cold stares and frozen touch-
No longer feels as it did in life,
The storybook by my heel forever still-
Lying open in a fine layer of dust.
I dream this dream-
Every night,
And when I wake, I find myself a man once more.
And when I wake, I find myself-
Grasping for that hand once more.
Colors of an Olden New
By Isabella Fielder
Flowers of new paint the trees
But not too long before they flee
their beauty glows for all to see
But catch now before they go with the sea
Petals will fall soon to the floor
Leaves will turn a darker shade
The ground piles with more and more
The colors will soon fade
Change will be here
A new wind will be in the air
What is now will not be then
What is here will not stay
What will be is not what was
What you have you will lose
For change takes it all away
Liminal Space
By Kou Savadove
A breath of fresh air
No people in sight
Living without a care
Only birds in flight
A break from reality
A dream come true
A peaceful eternity
Skies so blue
Tweets from birds are all to be heard
Wanting to live solitarily
Being alone is preferred
A quiet escape
Completely alone
Lost in the landscape
Close to unknown
Love Needs Trust
By Lovely Rosa-DeJesus
The soul is but half whole
and to be complete is a difficult task
Finding your other half
Is the same as finding yourself,
No one can force completion
It simply comes naturally, and suddenly
life twists and turns your path
Winding roads that mislead you,
make you see what others might not
Your other half does the same
Follows the same roads,
goes down misleading paths
In the end, they always lead to each other,
to completion,
one whole
Love
Love is when two become one
Trusting your partner to go down those paths with you
No matter what
Follow in each others’ footsteps
Unworthy of cowardice
Need
Needy, no, but to need
To need your partner is to love them
Without it, you go separately
For you aren’t whole if you do not need them
Does one not need half of their soul?
Trust
Truly, what you must do is trust
Because without it
You will never know whether you have found them
Found yourself
Found your whole
Love will always be found if you truly need it
but you must trust yourself to receive it
From Venomous Lips
By George Schefik
Such pain I cannot bear
It toils at me,
Wearing at my mind, tearing at my body
So in this missive, I implore you…
…A moment to say goodbye.
If with my mouth I were to speak words of treachery
To break your trust and betray your heart
Could I still find forgiveness in thou saddened soul,
When from venomous lips, I whispered:
“I love you”?
So with this passing letter,
I implore you to forgive me;
I implore you to forget me;
And I implore you to move on
And love yourself the way
That I have always loved you.
In my Failings
By George Schefik
In my failings,
I broke your wings,
And took away your flight
In my failings
I stole your hope,
And cast away your sight
In my failings
I left you behind,
And forsook you on this night
So forgive me, my friend
I have failed you
And covered up the light