Reports from Ultramar
Reports From Ultramar
By Erick Estevanell
The exact moment, the precise amount, the right place.
Yet, everything is fleeting: uncertainty was actually the word of a century.
The...
Some of Us
By Bryan Haze
Some of us, we don't count the years
We count the moments
Some of us, we don't count the tears
They are far too manySome...
Ode to Dance
By Denise Marsh
It wasn't just a dance
It was a movement
Quick as the wind.
Wild as fire.
Cool as a soft breeze.
And a joy that transcended
The heavens.
Arms...
She Walks in Beauty
She Walks in Beauty
By Lord Byron
She walks in beauty, like the nightOf cloudless climes and starry skies;And all that’s best of dark and brightMeet...
The “Creak” in Your Soul
By Denise Marsh
Be still.
Be quiet.
Focus
And listen.
For the "creak"
in your soul.
It is the
Opening
of one door
and the
Closing
of another.
A Holiday Message
A Holiday Message
By Bryan Hayes
Joy
Love
Peace
Family
Opening
Presents
Nostalgic
Connection
IIII
IIII
Tis, the season
and the reasons are many
For some, they receive little
For others, they receive plenty
Tis, the season
and the reasons are...
Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving
BY Robert Nichols
Amazement fills my heart to-night,
Amaze and awful fears;
I am a ship that sees no light,
But blindly onward steers.
Flung toward heaven’s toppling rage,
Sunk...
Youth Dew
“YOUTH DEW”
A poem by Patti Thomas
I sifted through my mother’s things: Her knick-knacks, letters, her sapphire ring,
The scarves she wore with fashion flair, the...
The Haunted Palace
The Haunted Palace
BY EDGAR ALLAN POE
In the greenest of our valleys
By good angels tenanted,
Once a fair and stately palace—
Radiant palace—reared its head.
In the monarch Thought’s...
Candy
Candy
By Denise Marsh
"Take my hand"
You pleaded
Yelled...
Your voice
Strong
Certain
Soothing
I squinted...
Hesitation
Disbelief
Jaded heart
So darn dark...
And ...
I could feel
The grip
The undertow
The confines of life
Pulling me
Into its quick sand.
Little time
To...