**Trigger warning: death and loss of loved one.** Iris, leaves of red, yellow, goldfall ground-ward, carpetingdew-wet grass, where autumnwalks in her season. Iris, huge white flowersappear […]
Prised from the abyss of Hell,
more arms bore me to the Gates of Heaven.
Behind them I could see light, blinding beam
boring into my eyes. I could hear a choir
singing around the Lord’s throne...
Japan.Within a nanosecond’s span,that single word emblazons images that landlike flashbulbs snapping off behind a whirling fan—tobacco smoke conceals command;the modest fist of reason, slams—its compromise […]
Take a run through the forest, or swim in the depths. Breathe in the heart of nature as you scamper with the animals, daydream of springtime, and linger beneath the waterfall's splash. Plunge into the refreshing waters of the river, or curl up with a cuppa tea and good book in the garden where birds and ladybugs play. The wonders and healing calm of nature await in the pages of our Breath of Nature Poetry Special.
Because I was fourteen, the icy cold Pacific Ocean warmed to bathwater within minutes of immersion. Beyond the official beaches, after scrambling down a wooded ravine now collapsed into itself, lost to time.
Stopped over and over again!
Life has hurled me to break more than once.
The enchanted misery is the pain
That darts my excruciation in this paradisiacal island.