Mary MacGowan
We're all so scared. The path,
I say through the glass,
ended here. How do I get back?
Mary MacGowan
We're all so scared. The path,
I say through the glass,
ended here. How do I get back?
Antonia Clark
We sleepwalk through the labyrinth — blind alleys, dead ends, doubt.
Still clinging to belief that there’s an exit, we stumble through it.
Janet Kvammen
I painted an ocean inside you
one precious stroke at a time,
the stars and the heavens, too.
James Thomas Fletcher
Trapped by snow, surrounded by sunshine,
soggy in rain, or foggy near the coast,
everyone feels fear in the air.
Esther Murer
waiting, longing for a wider, fatter day
a get-together-with-our-friends-and-natter day
Bob Bradshaw
Instead I’m home watching
Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan movies,
digging in my garden,
learning Spanish on my iPhone
Read MoreTerri Lynn Traulsen
feet silent to hear a
chorus of beating hearts
applaud this thunderous barrow.