M-E: Favorites

Feb 6 M-E

Hiba Mubashir

Don't let the negativity rise
Burn up the fire of positive vibes
The dark night of sorrows, worries and difficulties which you fright
Will soon turn into a joyful sunrise

Never shed tears for things you fear
One day all pathways would be clear.

By:Hiba Mubashir

Feb 5 M-E

As the flower

Feb 5 M-E

Elena II Melanson

As the flower

As the flower blooms.
The stillness in the air
Breaks with each petal
As it springs free in the spring
air
This is what I live for
             Focus  on the flower
            Breaking the silence of the
            Hate in the world
              Think  about being the flower
                Let your kindness shine through
For the world is Topsy turvy

#nature #currentevents #life #writing #poetry #literature #flower #internationalaffairs

Feb 5 M-E

Eve everlasting

Feb 5 M-E

South by Southwest

Eve everlasting

She was disprivilged
Left so dejected
Rejected from from her Earthly paradise

The rose fell off
but the brier whereon it grew remains

Feb 4 M-E

Downtown Strip Club

Feb 4 M-E

Clay Micallef

Downtown *******

It was colder than a
New York winter
the power lines were
humming beneath a
lifeless sky
soft jazz was spilling out
into the street from a
downtown *******
I carry these poems like
loose change
she said
I prefer dancing
but my legs are getting old
anyway ..
I’m a much better writer
do you think my poems are good?
I don’t know
I said
I haven’t seen you dance …
Clay.M

Feb 4 M-E

Midnight Winter Trees

Feb 4 M-E

Clay Micallef

Midnight Winter Trees

Now the wine
has stoped working
and these poems
sit quietly like
tired horses
I wish sorrow
was a stranger
but she shines
brightly sometimes
like silver in a
rubble of stone
she follows me
down every street
she haunts my
road of truth
I see her in the bars
in ally ways
in tiny rooms of
loneliness
I see her smile
through dusty light
I see her stand so thin
so sweetly by the
midnight winter trees
Clay.M

Feb 3 M-E

A Cafe In Prague

Feb 3 M-E

Clay Micallef

A Cafe In Prague

It’s raining in Prague
I’m in a cafe on the
outskirts of the old city
if you can’t find the truth here
you’ve been living a lie
the street walkers
the grim dark sky
the pool hall hustlers
the jazz clubs blue smoke
black umbrellas like dead crows
Hemingway drunk on a red tram
A girl stands out in the rain …
Clay.M

Feb 3 M-E

don't worry, my love

Feb 3 M-E

s anne

don't worry, my love

are you listening to my muttered cries?
questions spilling from my brain like an oil leak.
can you give me an answer? stardust from your lips.
I want to know you. do you know me?
feel my life draining. heels digging in the dirt.
this is it, my love. don't worry anymore. I love you.