The earth was flat when he last looked sitting at the kitchen table, concentrating hard, with wooden pieces strewn haphazardly across a red checked tablecloth.   Europe had disintegrated into pieces with eastern wars erupting; troubles breaking worlds apart flood and famine tornadoes, hurricanes, disease,…

Bronzed skin catches dying light Muscles flex, heaving, at the end of the chase Her breath slows, though she sits anxious still She waits for the wood to darken– she moves best in the moonlight A familiar bush sits to her left and she smirks,…

If I could Walk Around Heaven   I would quickly break out into a run and jump into the arms of Frances and Bernard momma and dad   Squeezing tight with an unbreakable grasp   bracing my heart and steady my focus to hear them…

Coins fall through a poorly sewn pocket, and clatter dully on the cobblestone. An opulent, imposing carriage rolls thoughtlessly over the copper. The Lord and Lady inside peer out, eyes locking with the friendly layman’s soot streaked smile, though they prefer distance over satisfied curiosity….

I cling to mountain rock weary from fruitless migration. Wind tussles my feathers, bids me unwelcome. Ancient oak whispers of wisdom, promises peace. Coquettish waves push and pull, winking an invitation. I release my talons and dive into the open air. I seek guidance in…

I was a juggler an artist like no other   launching objects in air to fly with my subtle guidance   their trajectory arched to my whim and wiles   grabbing more to balance and amaze my audience   performing tricks to titillate their fancy…

Chalices of legend jeweled, coveted, rare pour their contents slowly into the pungent Earth Water, ageless yet eternal waits for the emboldened traveler Wine, refined by time is fickle in its wisdom Blood, precious but reluctant flows freed from splitting skin   The chalices empty,…

The peace I feel and yearn to achieve compete for my concentrated focus   do I choose contentment or ambitious hope   white light over green heat   that tension is the anthesis of what I seek   ~ d², 09.02.23, 9:51 AM Copyright D…

A watchful eye hopeful, lingering through the night on grayed hair falling, landing unexpected, invasive Heavy steps in creaking hallways Sagging skin draped from tired eyes The pale rider catches my gait, sees me lurking bitterly in the shadows He stops, observes then carries on…

A check point vacant this is how I start the game wordless and alone. – Sandra Johnson, 9/2/2023