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Holocaust © 2009 – Hannah Ruth Steadman The bluebird chirps of love tonight As two form one in close embrace. Love’s power strains beyond all might To ease the ache of life’s hard race. Vain words of hope he breathes this hour; She sobs the more as daybreak comes. A tyrant grasps them in his [...]

Dour Girl © 2009 – Lianna Albrizio Every morning she arises to a routine feeling of despair. She picks up a pen to begin to write, attempting to cleanse her mind of self-deprecating thoughts that bite. She puts on a black t-shirt to match her mood, and applies mascara called “blackout” to accent her mysterious [...]

Who Are You? © 2009 – Damien Livingston Sometimes I question myself When I begin to do things, I never done before Is this maturity, am I bettering myself Or is this post teen peer pressure where I following a flock Who are you? Sometimes you have to ask Because people have motives What are [...]

My Lover, My Friend © 2009 Crystal Robin Rose Butterflies, goose bumps, even chills, When I’m with you that’s how I feel. Holding you tight oh so close, Being a part of your life is what I love the most. My eyes sparkle, my face glows, How much you mean to me you’ll never know. [...]

The Machine: Time Driven © 2009 Cathy P. Staley Metal pieces, The ocean breeze, An open door, As if to say, “Hello.” The blood of man. Stood up there, And through his lips spoke to the world, But throught the world is where his words now lay scatered. Time passes by, An old man died, [...]

This week’s show features other entries to our poetry contest and some general thoughts and prompts for writing…sit back, relax, and enjoy the show… Quote – Isaac Asimov – “You must keep sending work out; you must never let a manuscript do nothing but eat its head off in a drawer. You send that work [...]

Sickness © 2009 Jamie Lynn Waters Sickness is a sad thing, Watching the color fade from your face, Wondering how your yesterdays are, Did you live it to the fullest, Or was it just a mistake, regret, or nothing at all, It could be today, It could be tomorrow, I’m not looking for the sorrow, [...]

Waver © 2009 Heather Jo Besley To move without effort Elegance, ease Wind tossed and light Sweet spray of the sea Perfect or poor To wait? To leave? Decide; abide With a quivering lip As the blue ocean sighs

Alive © 2009 Cacy Ann Minter I didn’t know where I was when I woke up. I was aware of a pressing sensation on my chest, but couldn’t figure out where it was coming from. I tried to look around and realized my field of vision was limited to the area directly in front of [...]

Kaylee’s Quarter © 2009 – Rebecca Laskowitz Kaylee grasped her mother’s hand as they made their way up the icy stone walkway. Snow covered the edge of the path where flowers usually blossomed during the spring. She watched her step so as not to fall and ruin her new pink puffy coat. It was her [...]

The Final Fortress © 2009 – Rebecca Laskowitz There wasn’t much time left. Philip knew this. The entire village knew as well. What did they have? Hours? Very unlikely. More like minutes. Minutes that flew by with increasing speed as the enemy drew closer. Philip looked at all they had accomplished. The walls were high [...]

The Snake’s Slither © 2009 – Christopher Brancato To most people it was just another Monday, but this wasn’t the case for a selected few. The day started like any other for Mike Johnson. Mike would wake up, organize his attire for the day on his bed in a very civil manner, jump in the [...]

The Lady of the Fountain © 2009 – Amy Priddy George woke up that morning with a splitting headache and found himself in a whirlwind of confusion. He rubbed his eyes and seemed to glare back at the sunlight pouring through the shutters. George hated the sunlight and almost everything else that morning entailed. He [...]

Too Low For Dinner © 2009 – Bryan Kaminsky Dark clouds spanned the early afternoon sky as Edward walked out of the back door of the storage room of a florist. Edward was wearing a black cloak, ripped black jeans, and a black shirt. Edward liked the color black because it absorbed every spectrum of [...]

Thoughts © 2009 – Jamie Lynn Waters Sitting here glancing out the window, I see a cow in the field. I watch the lonely cow grazing in the meadow, Chomping away at the freshly grown grass. It is not quite a gloomy day, yet not sunny either. I wonder what that cow’s thinking and what [...]