lost love, , 9th grade,
by Andrea Dietrich |
He wrote inside my 9th grade yearbook: "I'd like to get with you inside a kayak."
Today I would respond:
"Your kisses were so heavenly, but you abandoned me.
So it's a 'no' to me and you together in a small canoe!"
Dedicated to my first kiss, Glenn, a real son-of-a-preacher man.
by Robert Trezise Jr. |
adventure, angel, child, creation, longing, loss, love,
Tip of her kayak
At the tissue of Torch Lake
In its morning middle
New sun floating blurry
A half-deflated balloon
Struggling on a string above the hills
Fists of fog like marble hands
Warming themselves in the steam
From the night-chilled water
I can barely see our daughter
Like a dragonfly
On the petal of a blue flower
The ends of her pink paddles
Beating up and down
Along her sides
Testing the delicate air
Making her way to the other shore.
I put my binoculars down.
Next week she leaves for Marketing school in college.
by Debjani Mitra |
celebration, conflict, heart, love, mountains, river, water,
Wild and free,... pounds a torrent of water.
Turbulence hurtling hard, flows down the cliff,
a jagged rock journey... to a tranquil river.
Slow soft foams... kayak a serene river,
of cool,.. calm,.. crystal clear water.
Gentle splashing sound, loudly hugs the cliff.
Dashing in roars,.. slips off bouldered cliff,
Ebbing away ego,.. plunging the heart of river.
In placid harmony of peace, glistens crashing water.
Water falls?.cascading cliffs,.,perhaps falling in love with river?
22nd February 2019
A Tritina for Messina Contest
Sponsor Charles Messina
by Sristrikarta Vaibahv vilas |
absence, baby, birthday, body, feelings, romantic,
It's hard to me
catch you when
Your in light
Sometimes, sona nahi Hai zindagi mai
Or ek sulati nahi Hai
Dear all please forgive my error if their on writing
with love all
by reyhan yucebay |
Waves washed in wind
Sulfer swirled till cold with rain.
Flowers bloomed in ashes
where lava dance to cool.
My love grew in tides
Love of my king and queen.
Banyan holds sulfer in tides
Branches blends kayak in dreams .
Left alone as promise child
Dead call names stalk of sugar cane.