by Wing Yau
One day you’ll wake up
when the black threads of your sewn heart
entangled like chained demisemiquavers
in an epic theme song.
Up in the sky you’ll sing:
“Happiness is not too high
when it’s upside down
like rain.”
Tag: poets
Broken Hearts and Cages
by Nitika Balaram
Yesterday in my Arabic class
I learnt how to say
En-naes betmoot fi kol makaen
Ana za3laena wa alby beyo3ga3ni
People are dying everywhere
I’m sad and my heart hurts
Inner Child Work
by Cally Lim
It is not your fault, my child, but I have a confession:
This whole thing is increasingly an irrition on us both.
washed out
The Diner
by Josh Young
The bacon and hashbrowns sizzled. The dishes
and forks in the sink bickered with each other as
they were carelessly dropped in a soapy bath.
The fluorescent lights pummeled my eyes in
sharp contrast to the outside where rain drizzled
in the dreary night.
3 poems
i should write a poem about pretending to be a british fighter pilot during the battle of britain
The Last Time
by Louis Faber
The last time we spoke
his voice was thinner as if
it knew the end was approaching,
when it would be forever silenced
even if he had no idea it was happening.
2 poems
by Stacie Eirich
Read More »It beckons with promise
with something
bittersweet, something
that could break my heart.
Entrancing a New Season
by Chris Wardle
Praising, rising, raising
the spectral shimmering
of this wavering twilight,
misty thunderstorm remnants
lift reality’s fading vision
of a whole field moving
obscured, yearning
learning to dance, entranced
by this one evening’s mystical turning.
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