Poetry

"...They always find you when you are too flawed..."

"...professing one thing but practicing another..."

"...until all of the diamonds turn back into coal..."

"...A ballet of perfection, A last waltz, for a day now done.

"...vagaries and detours, obstacles and false starts..."

"...Embers fading, ashes flying, eyes like a smoke filled room..."

"...Kaftan white on catalogue of drooling moon..."

Beginning a weekly poetic commentary by Ndaba Sibanda. Look around you and see where the words resonate...

"...Where oblivion has come to die..."

"A woman who looks a lot like the woman you loved last summer..."

"...Go away, leave me thinking..."

"Unreal voice from my past, who are you?.."

"...the delicate lasso of paisley prints..."

"...throw kerosene on the flames in her heart..."

"...You are my heart..."

"...She lost trust in those who were supposed to protect her..."

You might have done things differently, but this ship has long since sailed...

"...I wasn't letting happiness in without a fight today...."

"...it's murder in the dairy aisle..."

"...In what field strides the Earth..."

"...The skeletons of dolmens..."

"...not a rumble of rock blocking waves..."

Brandon Marlon is a writer from Ottawa, Canada. His poetry was awarded the Harry Hoyt Lacey Prize in Poetry (Fall 2015), and his writing has been published in 250+ publications in 28 countries.

"...half a world away from the rest of the sweat..."

"...Alice called and wants her looking glass back..."

"Where can we find our rest..."

"...fragrance lingering in the clothes..."

Ferris E Jones writes poetry and screenplays from his residence in Puyallup, Washington. His work has been published in Se La Vie Writers Journal, Write on Magazine, Outlaw Poetry, Degenerate Literature 17 and other literary periodicals.

"...in the single night, air alone..."

"...but missing all the same..."