DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE AND WEEP ~ BY MARY ELIZABETH FRYE
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
2024
LET ME GO ~BY CHRISTINE GEORGINA ROSSETTI
When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me
LOVE’S SOUL ~ BY JOEL KABUYA
Why is love so blind, like darkness in the evening?
Love is the only journey with two endings.
REST MY CORNEA ~BY YAMIKANI JAMALI HASSAN
Take a nap my cornea
I want a vacation of mind
Oops! I have seen a lot in my area
LOVE NOT BEAUTY ~BY THERESA NEMETH
Love Not Beauty If You Cannot Perceive It
If It Know Not It Oath Or Wade Or Stroke:
Be Not Spellbound To Its Letters Or Dote.
HAPTIC ON A HALF DAMN ~BY ANONYMOUS
Haptic On A Half Damn,
From Here To Auf Wiedersehen,
Between Ice On The Rocks In My Hard Place,
LONLINESS ~BY MICHAEL MAUL
Sunset born out of winter charity.
Two hearts sweating at the thought of monotony.
HIGHWAY ON THE GATLING GUN ~BY THERESA NEMETH
Gatling And Straddling In The Highway Mattening
With Dampened Rain Falling Down Its Clampened Tightenings.
TRANSIENT LIFE ~BY SARARANI GHUMARE
Life is like the waves that goes up and down.
Never be upset, as you fall down.
Money exists for a short period of time.
DON’T DONGLE WHERE YOU DANGLE ~BY THERESA NEMETH
Say: Don’t Dongle Where You Dangle
And Where You Topple Her Leave Not Your Doppler.