Are You Not My Brother?

How is it the color of one’s skin,
Somehow defines what is held within…

The Blank Page

~~~  A great Zen Master traveled with his disciple to the small village that sat in the foot hills below their temple. The student was excited about their visit to the village, as leaving the temple was a rare treat and he longed for this quiet time walking with his Teacher. He was a devoted student … Continue reading

More Alike Than Not

We are nearly all the same,
But we focus on the difference…

Nameless

What if no one would ever know,
What evil would eager tempt,
What good would go undone…

Editorial – “What Have We Become”

I wrote this piece on April 4, 2020 at the onset of the Covid pandemic. Some of the thoughts and feelings I captured then have changed and, sadly, some have not.

Look Hard

We are not what we were,
But we are what we teach…

White

I have freedoms others will never know,
Simply because my skin is white…

In Reply

I have stayed silent,
When I should have spoke…

Pronouns

What makes “you” and “me”,
Become the pronoun “we”…

Someone’s Little Girl

Tears fall like liquid diamonds,
Into the palms of dirty hands…

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

A Struggling Author

My Journey with You

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Sabrina Escorcio

Poetry and Prose

BLOSSOM READS

Cherish every moment

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

Harley Reborn

♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️

UnderthePhilosotree

Connecting philosophy to the world around us

PoeticBelle by Srishti Mundhra

Dichotomy | Contrast | Life

D.C. Gilbert

Award-winning Author

Finding Life

Scribbled pieces of life