Reflection
by Brian Jones
Tomorrow
by Beau Peregino
I could
by Solar Olegebefola
March was a time of examining every- thing that could be seen (or heard)
That Girl Last Friday Just a Friend Guys and Girls Loss?? The Voice on the Phone Living The World
April was a silent month as a heart and brain took a break form the torment of life
Girlfriend??
One Day
One Last Night
Road of Loneliness
My brain and heart decided that there were opportunities that could no longer be ignored.
Alive Again
Reflections by
Brian Jones A distant
glare, a sensuous tone is
reminiscent image when I'm alone Contour
of your face; elegance your
essence bond reiteration as convalescence Looks
of redemption is fear of exile sculpted
images of beauty drives me wild It
seems I've traveled fruitful lands only
to walk a menacing mile Never
understanding light casted in mirrors
from any direction A captivating
mystery is treasure found in a reflection Tomorrow by
Beau Peregino Close
my eyes, see your face hold
you close, my strong embrace. Getting
hotter, you are the one. Tis
time my dear, to have some fun A night
of passion, a night of love, you
angelic body, a gift from above, with
this newfound love, you took away my sorrow. To
fall asleep today, and wake up next to you tomorrow. I
could By Solar
Olegebefola write her
name over and
over margins
in the margins of my notebook like as
if it were like high
school. Never did
it in high school. If there
was any gumption
within me, stony resolve
like obsidian
beneath my milk
chocolate skin, Then I
will use it to walk
three steps de-crack
my voice and ask
what she does on Wednesday
night, especially
this Wednesday night. Strong
will, rigid discipline makes a
fine scaffold for the
heart.
