My Calling Song – Marie Guma-Jelinek

  Dear wild bird Flying in your cage swiftly from side to side. Going about your pleasant routine, whistling as if you weren’t tied. Dear sweet bird You need to see that the life that you live is contained. That there is so much more and you allow yourself to be restrained. Dear loving bird Your song penetrates my soul and sings to my heart as it opens like never before. I want to take you with me so that I feel this feeling forever and in every pore. Dear happy bird Please let me show you the key so that you may see the door. Show you there are so many other ways and places to soar. Can’t you hear me my little bird? Open your eyes and look above at the endless sky Taste the freedom I offer because I can now not live without you I can… Continue reading

The Mom I Knew – By Lisa Perez

I want to hold you and to hug you The mom I knew The one who came to all my recitals and who Walked up and down the aisles at every assembly To get a better picture,  a better view The mom I knew **** Where are you now, I wonder? The mom I knew I’ve been turning up all the couch cushions and looking Between the pages of every book On shelves unread Still brand new The mom I knew **** I want to sit and listen to The mom I knew The one who told me Bible stories Who spun yarns And fables with small details Tall tales–none of which were true The mom I knew **** I want to share my life with The mom I knew I want her to congratulate me on my new job The mom I knew **** I want her to seek… Continue reading

Resurrecting A Melting Pot – Award winning poetry by Cassandra Smith

Photography by Kenny P Huge egos- blinded by greed leading us nowhere Tweeting, texting, mocking normal conversations     Pure White doves flying around carrying olive branches Shot down- silencing peace stifling truth     Confusion breeding pain & panic guns blasting away- Its children- Fear & Ignorance     Compassion communicating Commonsense listening Lifting lonely survivors-                                not failures-off of sidewalks     Our arms wide open- welcoming Immigrants- our invisible workers Allowing Everyone – a life without fear     Lady liberty holding a flaming torch Head high, no shame Lighting a path for displaced humans People escaping wars & worse     Money no longer dictating everything who comes-who stays Rainbows- not colored red like- Blood spilling over     Marching – arm in arm for equality &justice ignoring acrid hatred hiding behind fake smiles     We must take to the streets- signs held high above… Continue reading

Walking Barefoot Through Hell – By Mark Masserant

  sometimes i see medusa wearing my face, with my dreams dangling like an ominous crown of complex and cunning serpents. the horizon, dormant and riddled with salt-sculptured icons, is emblazoned with the history of mega-apocalypse.   sometimes i see a chained prometheus, wildly waving a strangled eagle, delicately taunting the gods. his mountainside looms in the northernmost regions of my mind.   sometimes i see the ferryman, but he is a cautious one, wary of the stowaway. sneering harpies flank his approach.   sometimes i see bosch, painting infinite murals in unison with my narratives wrought with melancholy.   sometimes i see dante, and hand-in-hand i guide him, walking barefoot through hell, the devil’s winds whistling our bones.   hell is a time in a place in my mind.   yet in a suddenly shimmering distance, Jonah brushes himself off, liberated at the edge of the foul and festering… Continue reading

Pain you Glorious Creature – By Jennifer Moroch Fara

Believe oh doubting mind it is true Pain can bring out the genius in you The creative soils you thought were dry Moistness once lost now again thrives A silly girl is all they see One with that heart upon her sleeve They don’t know you as you are They only see you from afar Depth has returned she does rejoice The chambers in her mind regained their voice The pain, the pain, you are a gift How she welcomes this spiritual shift Drying the tears from alcohol The spark, the magic finally recalled Long ago a she had much to give Surrendering to darkness, the light again lives Yes you say she will always be That girl you find ever so silly And that’s okay because she knows Her truth is not for you to grow And yes you have your enormous words Looking down on her as just… Continue reading