The Curse
By John Kaniecki
I am an angel afraid to fly
I am a mortal scared to die
I am the Creator in fear of
creation
I am a sinner scorning
salvation
Oh Lord hear my lonesome cry
Oh see my pitiful state
Unfathomable mysteries to
contemplate
Try as I might try
I cannot soothe my soul
Or be whole
Stephen House has won many awards as a poet, playwright, and actor. He’s received international literature residencies from The Australia Council and Asialink. His chapbooks “real and unreal” poetry and “The Ajoona Guest House” monologue are published by ICOE Press Australia. His next book drops soon. He performs his acclaimed monologues widely
the forest
at my forest camp
he collapses on the mattress
in my tent
and is asleep in moments
i pack my bag
and leave him a note
saying he can have the tent
and everything in it
say a prayer for him
and the other strugglers
around here
light some incense
and put it at my shrine
to Lord Ganesh
feed peanuts to the monkeys
my friends for a few months
and walk back through the forest
into the village
and across the bridge
over the river Ganges
towards Rishikesh
to get a bus to New Delhi
i stop on the bridge
put my bag down
look out to the Himalayas
blurred by my weary tears
think about going back
to the forest
say the things i never said
but i don’t
i pick up my bag
continue across the bridge
smiling
again free
with me .
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Love
Peace
Joy
Hope
Faith
Zeal
Forgiveness
Bind them around your heart
Bind them so they never part
Three fingers they remain
Let them bear your burden
And let them bear your pain
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Adriana Rocha was born in Bolivia. She is a psychologist. Poetry, photography and educational psychology are her passions. Her journey into the world of words has started in 2019. She has been participating in different literary events in Latin America, Spain, India, Canada, Nigeria, Australia and the United States of America.
Forgive me
Forgive me
if I was absent,
forgive me
if I was silent,
forgive me
if I was violent,
I was trying
to heal on my own,
I was trying to
to cool my mind,
I was trying to live,
I chose a complicated
journey
at this point
everything hurts,
even my soul,
but I all ever
wanted was to rest.
...
Fall leaf
Like this
beautiful fall leaf,
I choose to be transformed
and I accept to be
taken by the wind
of fate.
...
What are we?
We are rational,
We are emotional,
We are builders,
We are genius,
We are destroyers,
We want it all,
We struggle,
We suffer,
We are victims of desire,
But each day
We act and feel less human
Because we are told
To not get emotional,
To not cry,
To not love,
To chase fortune,
To chase fame,
To have more,
To look in a certain way,
To behave in a certain way,
And what is left?
Someone
Who looks like
A human
But is not one.
Get Up And Live
Wake up get up the sun is rising in the eastern skies
Time you understand the message and open up your eyes
They’ve muddied the rivers and they polluted the skies
In the caverns of your mind so they planted their lies
Get up and live you only get one chance
Get up and live ask your sweetheart to dance
Get up and live life is a gift of grace
Get up and live make the world a better place
We are on a journey we’re the people of one nation
In service to your brethren is the glory of salvation
So you were born in poverty and baptized in sorrow
That was yesterday my friend you still got tomorrow
Get up and live you only get one chance
Get up and live ask your sweetheart to dance
Get up and live life is a gift of grace
Get up and live make the world a better place
Some men they were born to sing the blues
And some men they walk the Earth with no shoes
And some men live in palaces grand
But all men are equal do you understand?
For God He is the creator of us all
And in His sight there is no great or small
The philosophy of equality is not a radical notion
Hand in hand sharing all we set the future in motion
You are a stone in God’s temple a wonderful thing
You have reasons to rejoice you have reasons to sing
Get up and live you only get one chance
Get up and live ask your sweetheart to dance
Get up and live life is a gift of grace
Get up and live make the world a better place
Won’t you walk with me as I go down the narrow and straight?
I promise you love I have forsaken the ways of hate
Look in the mirror my friend tell me what do you see
I see the secret in your eyes I see humanity
Get up and live you only get one chance
Get up and live ask your sweetheart to dance
Just When You Thought It Was
Safe To Read Again
Behind the light lurks the shadows and thus
the terror of the scarecrow. Anne McFry is on a bus headed to New York City,
her ambition to be a musical superstar. But not only is she chasing her dreams,
but she is fleeing her nightmares. Anne is a member of a satanic cult, a
virtual slave of darkness. She witnessed the murder of Wilbur Feris. Her hands
had been bloodied as she assisted the murderers in disposing of the body. But
that was yesterday, and tomorrow is the Mecca of show business New York City. But
there is the scarecrow, here, there, and everywhere. Why is the scarecrow
dominating the thoughts and dreams of Anne? What is the evil lurking in the
hideous symbol? This is a tale of horror and dreams deferred. Craftily composed
with poetic flair saturated with suspense, complete with a shocking, unexpected
ending.
