Category: Excerpts & Authors

In the emptiest region of Emptiness Land,
In its heart where few caravans ply; …
(by Sarah van der Pas)

I am not of this world or this temporal plane.
By the journeys I take I shall be …
(by Benjamin Mosley)

“My soul for a soda!” You sometimes exclaim
When you’re weary or thirsty or bored, …
(by Cheryl L. Abbott)

As the sun turns the bower to face her, she sets
every shower to right as she goes …
(by Ea Imbrie)

The dusk has descended upon narrow lanes,
a curious mist swirls around. …
(by Nick Baker)

were it not for the Internet, on this old plane
this new ballad would hardly be writ …
(by Arthur Cruise)

If a mirror can quite manifestly reflect
true to life charm or absence thereof, …
(by Enrique Mercado)

As the moon rose above the far hills in the night
and the forest lay quiet and still. …
(by Henry Sampson)

Did you die for your land? Did you fight the good fight?
Did you truly have faith in the cause? …
(by Petter Finne)

In the garden last autumn we planted anew
fifty bulbs yet asleep in the ground, …
(by R. Mark Vincent )

tell me how can it be, that so many are blind
in what’s left of the world that God made …
(by Bill Lindsay)

Can anyone count all the moments they’ve lost?
Can anyone carry that weight? …
(by Bernard Kelley)

There’s a well clothed in moss at the base of the hill
with a lid that is slid o’er the top, …
(by Nancy Sobanik)

At the headboard, a rustle of taffeta stirs
in the mystical opening scene …
(by Mary Boren)

On the bandstand the bandsmen are playing our song
and we waltz as we’ve waltzed fifty years.
(by Glen Scott)