TWO

HOME

Just before the sun set

I took a walk with him along the beach.
The cool breeze whispered
into our ears.
It called our names
and sang our love.
He took me
and held me close.
Gave me a soft kiss
and smiled.
I held him too
and
kissed him before he
was gone.
Whispered to his ears,
those words that he longed to hear.
"Goodbye"
just before the sun set.

 Mere.T.Kaleca
kaleca@netvision.net.il






 
 Haphazard

I search through tattered dreams
and an old broken heart.
Haphazard of a trusting gaze
I take his benign hand.
Haphazard of his angelic beam
I look into the vicinity of my heart
to see a trust lying there.

I am not secure with his leer
his locution speaks to my soul.
It is what he says that seeps
into my haphazard soul.
Abruptly trusting his trusting gaze,
his benign hand and angelic beam
we linger on til forever is departed.

 Melissa Kraus
  angel_wings34@hotmail.com







  daisy is for sale

liquid pain tainted with death
cuddely puppy stillborn breath 
the world is empty thiers nowone left
to see the sunflower die

monkey child and fried ice cream
plastic love 
american dream
we are all  gods simple things
will we ever grow our wings?

children gathered in disgrase 
men in battle, hate in homes place
all ashamed wear the plastic face
just to hide in the dark again

 Matt Smith








  


whatever

when i aproach my anger, power
when everyones blood turns sour
when our flesh lay twisted on our spindely bones
when burning masses are our homes
thats when were alone with company alone.


Matt smith


 



 

  retreat

rip the wings off 
crushed black heart
i am dead 
cold limp hard

i drown in what i have created
sufering ever so long 
everything i do is hated 
i am alone hate i am wrong
 
matt smith






Sunrise over the mountains,

The blooming of a deep red rose.

Beauty of life and the challenge of love.

Daring eyes,

Resilient hair, soothing as a touch.

Devilish just as much.

Vulnerable comes man to apply,

Wretched carries the answer.

Dirty marks his reputation.

Blasphemous chimes his request.

She quiets much distress,

He had no chance.

No way in hell,

She settles for nothing short of the best.

It's not fair....

It's not just...

He needs an outlet for his weary lust.

Or maybe companionship,

Not sleaze.

He knows nothing of what he really needs.

Hoping for someone that won't look away. Listens to his words as if he
 
hides something important to speak.

e-mail at davis@avicom.net

Ryan Davis







 
  Broken Heart

You said you'd always love me,
You said you'd always care,
But now you've gone and left me,
And haven't been so fair.

I miss those days together,
I miss those full moon nights,
Why did this have to happen?
Why did we have to fight?

I haven't gotten over you,
Though you've gotten over me,
I miss you so much,
Why can't you just see?

And now I'm alone,
Wishing you were here,
And when you don't come,
I shed a single tear.


Jae Mishler
  jadekara@hotmail.com