© Cover art by Luke Borrill I am happy to announce that my second collection of poetry has been published by Alien Buddha Press and made a reality by Red Fox. This unique ekphrastic collection is a result of close collaboration with artists from South Africa, America and the UK. Most of the poems were … Continue reading ICARUS RISING – VOLUME 1:New Book Release by Don Beukes
By Sarah Lamar King…
An angel without wings
Where my compass buries me
Laments capture night
In the darkness,
Laid to rest.
© Sarah Lamar King
Excerpt from the book “My North Star Misled Me”
About the Author
Sarah began writing poetry in the 3rd grade, her first collection of poetry being called ‘Poems Galore’. There were several times throughout life when she had to stop writing, times when she was silenced by life, was void of feeling, or felt too much to put anything on paper.
She finds solace in the elegiac poetry that she writes today. She began sharing some of her pieces on social media and realized how much feeling her poetry brought about in others, her ultimate goal. Sarah has always wanted to be an author and thanks to Creative Talents Unleashed and their publishing contract it was brought…
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Staring into the old mirror & what did she see?
Asking the image she saw, “are you really me?”
The old face looked back, a blank canvas in grey,
And answered, “no my dear, it´s not you, no way”.
She got out her paints & she primed all the seams,
Painting over the ruts & grooves in magnolia cream,
She brushed light dusting on cheeks, of soft pink rose,
Then she high-lighted brow-bones, her chin & her nose.
Now for the eyes, which had disappeared in drab wife,
With stroke of mascara & liner, she gave them new life,
Sad down-turned lips, she lined & filled with wine red,
With her painting complete, she then tossed her head.
“This old mirror, together with life, conspires against me,
And that familiar face in the glass, is not at all who I´ll be,
With my magic brushes & palette, I´ll now face…
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Look into her eyes, the windows of her soul.
Hidden story untold…
She uses her pain for strength
To block out the world that is so cold.
The tears you see wash away the fear of darkness.
She cannot find herself to be like them,
Thoughtless and heartless.
She puts on a smile with her head held high.
They sit there with the look of wonder,
How she could survive their thunder.
Because GOD got her covered!
© Tammy S. Thomas
Except from the book “Emotional Soul of a Poetess”
About the Author
You will never know unless you try. Those are the words that Tammy lives by. Born into a military family, she takes the motto “Be all you can be”, to another level. Tammy was inspired to write poetry at the age of fifteen through dealing with life’s experiences.
Her soulful style of poetry is catching like…
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By my publisher, Raja Williams… CEO of Creative Talents Unleashed.
Barefooted she walks,
carrying the weight of the world in her womb
Striped of her impurities,
each and every step she took
She walked the beating path of indiscretion,
her heart is racing with each and every step
Her self-worth gave way to the wind long ago,
She pushes forward to forget
Step after step,
burying the past; with each foot forward
Fighting her own inner demons
on her journey along the way
Until that which is dark,
Belief in self,
washes away the broken tears
She is awakened,
and now understands . .
Beneath the roof of her soul
© Raja Williams
Excerpt from the book “Imprints In The Sand”
About the Author
Ms. Raja Williams, also known as Raja’s Insight, fiercely arrived on the writer’s scene in 2012 after being awakened by a…
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The silent friend, though far away,
To hear his voice, in winds that sway.
The winds that talk, with pens and thoughts,
To share in words a friend in luck.
A silent friend in refuge sought,
That summer still, dismay and cuffed;
With words he helped for death she longed,
But winds whispered his comfort song.
Oh silent friend she still can hear,
Those winds that brought his presence near;
She had sunk low; her fears were real
Oh silent friend, he sensed her tears.
© A.M. Torres
Excerpt from the book “Turmoil”
About the Author
Ana M. Torres also known as A.M. Torres is the author of the book Turmoil, and a few other publications. She was born in New York City, and is the third youngest of seven children. She grew up in Brooklyn, but currently…
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Photo Credit © Marcel Herms Severed Chevrons Strange Whispers – I used to sense your presence as I yearned for another sibling to share precious moments as wide-eyed new infants in this world I was catapulted into but you were not there – I remember your faint echo when I called out in the deepest … Continue reading Glomag March 2019 with Marcel Herms
Two poems translated into Afrikaans with original English and Spanish poems included. TWO POEMS © Alberto Quero PÓLUX A la memoria de mi hermano. Esta noche tomarás tu barca y zarparás hacia la estrella más lejana, llegarás presto porque carecerás de todo espesor. Esta noche someterás las olas, te verás claro y enorme, fresco y … Continue reading Alberto Quero Translated into Afrikaans