BEGIN AGAIN by Beth Haist

If the crown is heavy- TAKE IT OFF- If the crown fits, Carefully set it down, Wrap it up. Lay-it-away- Behind closed doors, Within your own time & vision- It is nobody’s business but your own- -NOBODY unless you let her in- -Nobody No less Unless she wears her crown- A little askew- On a…

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CALENDAR CASH by Di Klepac

EVERYDAY GETTING STRONGER STILL RECEIVING MY CALENDAR CASH STILL HIDING AWAY BUT NOT FLYING AWAY STILL HAVE GROWING PAINS STILL HAVE THE LIGHT IN ME LET ME KEEP BEING A REFLECTION OF YOUR HOPE YOUR LOVE YOUR LIGHT DAY OR NIGHT EVERYDAY GETTING WHAT I NEED STILL RECEIVING MY CALENDAR CASH STILL…GOD IS FOREVER BUT…

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MY BEST FRIEND by BJ Parks

The first time I saw her was the first day of school, 7th grade 1959. They drove up dropped her and drove off. She was a tiny little thing fighting back tears and wishing she was not here. I ran up to her and said don’t be scared, I grabbed her hand and shoulder to…

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SPRING TURNINGS by Jen Curry

Melting, Mammoth. Snow Mountains. Like sorrow. Nature’s, tears. Run off. Run down. Run deep. Shining cliffs. Sunlit. Slopes. Sheading tomorrows. Springing back. Soaring high. Singing. Sparrows. Earthly Serene Senses, Stirring smells. Stimulating, flesh and blood.

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A NEW THOUGHT by Fiona Goodwin

Right now there’s a thought I haven’t had It’s just outside my reach It’s a thought that will change everything It requires me To be another version of me To believe something gooder, bigger, higher. What is the impossible thought that you are having now? You know it’s there We are all caterpillars with butterfly…

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REAL FLOWERS by Fiona Goodwin

What is it about real flowers The ones that die That shed their petals That make a mess If the doorbell went And the Interflora deliverer stood there with the biggest bunch of synthetic roses Would you feel that tingle of joy Would you say these are the best they last forever They require no…

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MY OWN DRUM by Kristi Kirby

Chiggers Fleas What could it Be Nipping at me No warmth in sight Plenty of my own Body heat To tuck me in at Night No hot water Not a bother It is my peace Sacred to me Now No longer in black Clouds Blue skies even when Grey No idea the plan Or really…

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