Ruth Woolson, For Now

For Now Ruth Woolson   I sit alone in the shade of the willows Thankful that it is possible to be consumed with the simple act of living, Smiling while I view the luster toward the west A glowing golden platter, fading in the sky beyond the city. Once I could not...

Christopher Stephen Soden, Zombie Gospel

Zombie Gospel Christopher Stephen Soden   Once I could never fathom living in the city. Without simple trust, without shelter of common harmony. There is something about the luster of the Golden West.  No shade, never quiet enough to encourage listening. Just the...

Talisha Simpson, Kindred Feeling

Kindred Feeling Talisha Simpson   My pulse suggests that I am breathing but the truth is that I am barely living. My mistakes ring loud in my ear like an overcrowded city. Battling with listening to my doubts and the harmony of my ancestors. They are singing to me....

Cheryl W. Robinson, Once

Once Cheryl W. Robinson   I bet I was happy and smiling when I first saw your face, believing it was tender and kind I wonder if you saw the luster in my eyes yearning to feel like I belonged to you … Now, I know that you really didn’t see me at all Without harmony...

Sylvia Riojas Vaughn, Notes on Creating a Wellspring

Notes on Creating a Wellspring Sylvia Riojas Vaughn   Fathom a retreat, a possible Utopia. Why not embrace it once? Raise the first stanchion of a simple frame shelter. Far from city clamor, near shade trees rustling with squirrels, singing birds, with wood, nails,...