After the Night: Our Day is Due by Makhanda Senzangakhona

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] RebornAgainAcross the riverHome once moreStrangers in nativityThe most familiar placeStomping ground of the godsHad I known what I now knowWhy would I waste my daysIn Babylon of captivity?When all I needed doingWas stowawayand crawl againBack into the...

The porcelain doll by The White Widow

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Once dropped and a crack is formed.Now she has been transformed. But, One mistake is all it will take. Different than the other prettier dollsHolding all composure until nightfallNo longer complete perfectionThat's what she sees, staring at...

The cabal* by TeeKty

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] ...Leads from the backSupported by the packSitting comfortablyAsking questionsNoting answersTaking the glory ...Leads from the frontPoking for own actionUnawaresCreating so much fractionResulting in lots of visible frictionForever pouncing (his) own headBut can never act on lessons learned...

Whispering within by Tracey-Lee Africa

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Don’t let me tell you who your husband really is.Hush! Pretend to be asleep,that’s him coming up the stairs.Hush! Breathe softly,don’t let him know that you really are awake.Don’t let him see you move or blink. Hush,...

There Is No Future In Your Eyes by Lee Evans

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] There is no future in your eyes,The gaze I scan with fond desire.I cannot read them or surmiseThe ardour of their seeming fire—What warmth below their surface lies. No present in your eyes appears,No look but mine...