Poetry

"The blood of the Cape runs through her veins..."

"...but she has promises to attend..."

"...fired round after round and flew home with my thumbs raised..."

"...Nullities define our design..."

"...Every word illuminated<br /> with a parent's pride..."

"...If your ruler, to his or her discredit, has always run your nation like it's his or her privately-owned company..."

A wonderful epic poem you can read to any of your grandchildren.

"...what lies in the murky water 40 feet below the bridge..."

"...Every language becomes crystal clear..."

"...dripping rare honey..."

"...There is money in my pocket which greatly reduces instances of famine..."

"That is what he told a man..."

"...if there is ever such a thing as fate..."

"...in the bark of early morning..."

"...Is she standing there..."

"...inside a box marked insubstantial..."

"...a bearing on investment and democracy..."

Irish D. Torres is a 23-year old licensed educator, an internationally-published author, and a Christian hedonist. She is currently working as a content editor at a US-affiliate company in the Philippines.

"...the same mistakes again and again..."

Inspired by the 1915 silent film, "Hypocrites." A link below the poem will take curious readers to a YouTube video of the movie.

"...Ambitious feet stand, dance on the chair seat..."

"...The stars guided me, teaching me..."

"...It was as clean as this..."

Christine Seery works as a caregiver to the elderly and collects masquerade ball masks. Her poetry has been published in Down in the Dirt magazine, Wolff Poetry Literary Journal, and Piker Press. She lives in Ohio with her husband, young daughter, and dog.

"Is it not time to cook real food..."

"...Trouble knows where you live..."

"...It longs for that ray of light and its pain seeping through..."

"...A mirror let me see countless smiles of time..."

"...But no one else deserves serenity that eludes her..."

"...Just an island all alone..."