Soul Fountain
Poem – THE ENDLESS SKY (By Joseph Cavera)
THE ENDLESS SKY (By Joseph Cavera) What could be more interesting than spending Christmas with a friend, What could make us happier than to enjoy it to the end? Walking along the snow in the day, Not knowing or caring ...
Poem – Lead Us Not Into (By Lee Marc Stein)
Lead Us Not Into Never mind young beauties on campus, glimpses of skin on obscene screens, the centripetal force of super-fiction -- my siren beckons with perfect diction from its nook on the refrigerator door. Drop the tablespoon I self-command ...
Poem – Off The Wheel (By DC Diamondopolous)
Off The Wheel I rallied under the wheel the last the very last I knew my breath wasn’t for living not here where thoughts pave the streets and words ricochet nothing ever leaves us it can if we want to ...
Poem – THE GHOSTS OF TIME (By Ray Gallucci)
THE GHOSTS OF TIME The moon so ghostly naked in space, A very inhospitable place, Long thought devoid forever of life Was once the post for some other race. Beneath its surface split as by knife, In hollowed chamber built ...
Poem – CRESCENT MOON (By John Tustin)
CRESCENT MOON You reside In this room That stinks Like moonlight And me. Crescent Moon Pries as She is wont To do In rooms That stink Like her light, Where only Silence Is Uttered, Sharper than The silver Flashing In ...
Short Story – Plight (By Tahereh K.V. Dahkurdi)
Plight The house of Saman and Shayan was located on a three-part street; the houses with yard were in the first part, corporate houses were in the middle and in the end there were the garrison and a military training ...
Song Lyrics – I Am A Clone (Dedicated to Orphan Black) (By Melissa R Mendelson)
I Am A Clone (Dedicated to Orphan Black) by, Melissa R. Mendelson She looks like me. Fate flashes by. She looks like me, and then she dies. I steal her life, walking dangerously along the knife, and now I’m cut ...
Poem – Malnourished (By Akor Emmanuel Oche)
Malnourished mild noon-time breeze, the sunrise clang the bells for ideal men to get to work. (shrug the dust off your shoulders) a poet embraces time by carefully walking a mile. thoughts of her rush in again.. like photography, your ...
Poem – fading scars are fading (By Robert Beveridge)
fading scars are fading Twenty-five years ago I unloaded a truckful of books. I'd done it a hundred times. Seventy-pound boxes into the back of the store, ten, twenty, before the bolt that jutted from the door handle caught my ...
Poem – QUESTIONABLE CHOICE (By Ray Gallucci)
QUESTIONABLE CHOICE Gathered at the water hole Primates lacking hair. Cover selves from neck to toe Lest reveal what's there. Feeding till they're satisfied, Drinking till they're full. Elders showing sagging hides From the planet's pull. Try imagining these apes ...