Beginnings by Joseph Sturm

Joseph Sturm


Your love is life wrenched from your ribs and eyes,

and torn from sighs that move and whisper to,

the Earth, the ground, around, may die and lies,

a fitting memory of what you knew.

And in that pregnant apple you are mad,

wherein resides the bitter taste of flesh,

the blush directs the compass to the lad.

Conjoined, they are a thread within the mesh.

And from these seeds two seeds are sprung: they sang.

They sang of times and works and spoke of more,

yet green were eyes that ripped the voice and tongue,

a man who took your heart and nothing more.

So throw the rain upon the ground

and listen to its never-ending sound.

Soldier by Star Dodson

Star Dodson



Training intensely

Minding willfully

Trusting completely

Planning fearfully

Rising forcefully

Walking quietly

Sweating profusely

Watching cautiously

Beating rapidly

Praying sincerely

Aiming precisely

Standing steadfastly

Weighing instantly

Shooting orderly

Killing suddenly

Grieving instantly


Waters of Me by KC Cargill

KC Cargill

Waters of Me


I will wait for the water, to wash me away

Take me adrift and send me out to sea

Across the oceans I will sail, but my horizons will stay the same

Aimless salty drifting

Divided by an abyss that’s as empty as my eyes

Anchored by an immoveable object as heavy as my heart

This is me, a crewless ship with a broken sail

Still afloat but no one knows how

So bring the rain, and bring the thunder

This ship no longer fears drowning in that which holds it up

It no longer clings so dearly to life, thus death avoids it

Sinking its only wish, the water its only friend

Blind in a world of pictures, there was nothing to see

But I see now, I see now….