Poetry Articles

The Light Triumphs Esther W. (Ariel Ashira) There was nothing left to say, Time was gone and with it day, Night had come and so had fate, With nothing left to do but wait. Glancing through her casement near, Watching shadows dance with fear, And like a candles...

By Jessi Rae My life is a broken heart; Seems each day brings a “fresh start.” Then I realize it’s happened all before: Pain, misery, and heartache galore. God, take my pain and heal my heart. Save me from Satan’s fiery dart. Give me comfort, peace, and strength;...

In honor of the lives lost at Columbine High School; April 20, 1999 The world grew darker that day. When I grieve losses known only to me,the world carries on, obliviouswhile I stand over an empty field,wilting sunflower in hand, wondering if it was even real.But when...

S.F. Dekreel Being autistic meansThat my mind is constantly spinning,Constantly clicking,Constantly asking questionsThat perhaps no one else would askStories are born fasterThan my mouth can speak,Than my hands can write,Than my racing mind can registerI’m at a...