Lost in Between

By SC

Under a starry night
by the sea
looking into shimmering waters
I am mesmerized by its colors!

Sparkling diamonds
embedded on blue mantle
emerald waves
broken by pure pearls of foam

From above a canopy of lights
covers me in wonderment
as far as my eyes could see!
“There” I am lost in between –

This expanse of waters harmony
when startled by a strange sound
and words with empty rhymes

While on a bench two lovers
were conversing instead of being

God, I wish I had a boat and leave
anchoring somewhere to be
“there” where no strange sounds
could or would distracting me
to be lost in between.

Jail Bird

By AB

A bird once flew over a prison and sat on the bars of a window sill
The prisoner fed the bird crackers and the bird ate to his fill
The prisoner put water in a top for the bird to wet his beak
The prisoner done a good deed before he went to sleep

The bird didn’t leave–
He became a jail bird that didn’t know he was free

I Saw A Cloud

By AG

I saw a cloud pass by today

It reminded me of you

It was just one cloud out of many,

but out of all the clouds in the sky,

I saw it. It caught my eye and my eyes lingered

on it until it hid behind a bigger cloud

I knew it was there still, waiting a moment

before showing itself again

And there it was, with its gentle curves

and mysterious nature, one moment this shape, then the next moment another.

As the cloud passed by the sun,

it grew more bright and cheerful, but the further away it drifted, the darker it became.

It’s 4:38 now and you’re raining, and the sky is dark.

I SAW A CLOUD!

Spring

By SJ

The sun is moving higher into the sky,
The days are bluer and brighter,
The pigeons are happily in flight,
The rains have been suspended,
and the beetles will soon begin to emerge from their
slumber in the earth.

Not long now,
And we will swelter,
In the blinding “Washington DC” sun,
That hangs like a bare light bulb,
from a wire above us.

The squirrels will take to running,
Crossing the concrete streets,
Searching for victuals.

Our little patch of planet is swinging,
Toward the furnace of “Sol” at a thousand miles per hour,
Soon, very soon its full effect,
Will broil the tops of our heads like eggs frying a pan.

Let us enjoy this in-between time, while we are still able!

For the Birds…

By DC

They say prison is for the birds you know,
But I think those who say it just don’t understand…
Because the other day I was in my window,
When I just happen to see one land…

And I saw the look in its eyes, when it observed the scene,
And when it noticed where it was at…
It noticed the place was over crowded with people,
Some White, some Mexican, Some Black …

It saw how they all was separated in sections,
It guess it was because of their color…
It wonder, shouldn’t they be standing against the system,
But they chose to stand against each other…

It saw the food the people ate was at the bottom of the barrel,
To the point, it rather keep eating worms…
It never seen a place so filthy,
And they say it’s the one with germs…

It watched all the looks on the people’s faces,
Some showing depression, anger, and it can understand,
Because a place like this got to be built only to break the strongest man…

But they say prison is for the birds you know,
Well, I find it hard to say…
Because if prison is built for the birds like they thought,
Then why can it fly away?