Vanishing Trail | Frank Hubeny

The trail through the tall savanna grass wasn’t even a foot wide.  It was August, a time for wildflowers in the nearby prairie.  My camera was ready.

Up ahead was a field of yellow blossoms, but the trail faded in and out as the wind blew.  I stopped.  It was my first time here and I was alone.  I could get lost if I took those photos, but I wouldn’t be back.

I took the photos. That was not my smartest move.


Frank Hubeny spends his time between Miami Beach and Northbrook, Illinois.  He has appeared in The Lyric, Snakeskin and Ancient Paths Literary Magazine.  He regularly posts poetry, short fiction and photography to https://frankhubeny.blog.

Listen | Jaya Avendel

Skipping stones the creek

Thinks of mountain lions and

Tells of autumn leaves.


Jaya Avendel lives in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia, where she dips her pen into the inkwell of fantasy and prose. Her work has been published at Free Verse Revolution, Visual Verse, and Spillwords Press. She writes further at ninchronicles.wordpress.com

That Summer Years Ago | McKenzie Richardson

We sat, gazing into choreographed flames

they sparked up high, kissing the darkening air

as we warmed ourselves to its crackling tune

we watched the sun set over the water

one fire rising to the sleep of another

that summer was boundless, an eternity of new

as the hearts in our trunks grew, strengthened, stretched

sometimes branches crack, leaves are shed, limbs fall

but still we stand, three trees in a forest

our branches forever intertwined.


McKenzie Richardson lives in Milwaukee, WI. Recently, her work has been featured in various anthologies through Black Hare Press, Iron Faerie Publishing, Dragon Soul Press, and Eerie River Publishing. She has also published a middle-grade novel, Heartstrings, as well as poetry collaboration with Casey Renee Kiser, 433 Lighted Way.

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Blog: http://www.craft-cycle.com

Our Summers | McKenzie Richardson

We walked down streets we’d never seen

every turned corner another adventure.

 

We went through countless well-worn doors

always with a new surprise on the other side.

 

We rested upon emerald grass

and climbed up endless stairs.

 

We scaled a hill, a garden, a tower, a castle.

We tackled the world hand-in-hand.

 

I’m thankful for the summers we’ve had

and for those we have yet to share.


McKenzie Richardson lives in Milwaukee, WI. Recently, her work has been featured in various anthologies through Black Hare Press, Iron Faerie Publishing, Dragon Soul Press, and Eerie River Publishing. She has also published a middle-grade novel, Heartstrings, as well as poetry collaboration with Casey Renee Kiser, 433 Lighted Way.

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/mckenzielrichardson/

Blog: http://www.craft-cycle.com

For the Birds (Tritina) | Crystal Grimes

Through your singing you speak
Sharing peace, hope and love
With your tweets and warbles.

But it’s not just your warbles
It’s the message you speak
Can it teach me to love?

Do you know hate? No, love!
Must I learn your warbles
So I can gently speak?

Or can I speak love without warbles?


Crystal Grimes is a singer/songwriter, poet, and seeker of the truth and what lies within all people. An ordained minister through the International Metaphysical Ministry, she holds a Doctor of Metaphysical Science Degree (Msc.D.) from the University of Metaphysics. Find her free inspirational songs, poetry, and other work at: http://www.mysticalstrings.com

I Miss | McKenzie Richardson

I miss…

… summer days, bikes rides, walking to the park

… board games, writing your name, stop and go along the way

… dance parties, belly laughs, a smile that filled my heart

I miss the time we spent  ̶  laughing and talking and playing

speaking in our own language, for only us to understand

I miss memories I cherish and hold, and those I have forgotten

it’s hard when people grow apart

it was hard turning away from you

I hope the sun still makes you laugh the way it used to do.


McKenzie Richardson lives in Milwaukee, WI. Recently, her work has been featured in various anthologies through Black Hare Press, Iron Faerie Publishing, Dragon Soul Press, and Eerie River Publishing. She has also published a middle-grade novel, Heartstrings, as well as poetry collaboration with Casey Renee Kiser, 433 Lighted Way.

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/mckenzielrichardson/

Blog: http://www.craft-cycle.com

Nightfall | Crystal Grimes

Night falls softly these long days,
Perfect timing every phase.
Sweetest kiss caresses sky
In a lingering good-bye,
Featuring the fading Sun,
Heralding the rest begun.
Royal symphony of light,
Promises of dreams tonight.
Tender notes as day departs,
Peppering the sky with stars.


Crystal Grimes is a singer/songwriter, poet, and seeker of the truth and what lies within all people. An ordained minister through the International Metaphysical Ministry, she holds a Doctor of Metaphysical Science Degree (Msc.D.) from the University of Metaphysics. Find her free inspirational songs, poetry, and other work at: http://www.mysticalstrings.com

Water Watchers | McKenzie Richardson

The waves the waves the waves the waves

crash against the shore

splash our feet as sand tickles our toes

rooted as we are to this spot.

 

The waves the waves the waves the waves

can’t free my gaze from the expanse

this seemingly infinite body before us.

 

My hand finds yours, fingers intertwined,

with you, I could stay here forever,

endlessly standing at the edge of the world.


McKenzie Richardson lives in Milwaukee, WI. Recently, her work has been featured in various anthologies through Black Hare Press, Iron Faerie Publishing, Dragon Soul Press, and Eerie River Publishing. She has also published a middle-grade novel, Heartstrings, as well as poetry collaboration with Casey Renee Kiser, 433 Lighted Way.

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/mckenzielrichardson/

Blog: http://www.craft-cycle.com