Adrift | Ju-Lyn Tan

for Pulau Sudong, a tiny island off the southern coast of Singapore

inspired by Forrest Gander’s “Anniversary”

 

casting out still reeling from heady hash

whiff of scaley waft wet lumber

grates against tender fingers

 

sweet acrid fumes swirl riot

turn reel let out line

taut pressure on watch

 

splayed horizon splits sight

blurry dizzy motion churns

repast into buttered wave

 

emptied bowels bleed along

cracked grain of smooth board

flesh torn but tempers hold

(because I do not want to be known always by my wounds)

on the precipice

where choices are made

one more breath

one more step

clawing –  ineffective against glass

seeking – purchase against innocence

because I do not want your words to define me


Ju-Lyn Tan lives in Singapore. She aspires to share joy and beauty through her writing. She is a regular contributor to Visual Verse: An Anthology of Art & Words, and has poems in “Contour: A Lyric Cartography of Singapore” and “Seven Hundred Lines: a Crown of Found/Fount Sonnets”.

Blogsite: https://purplepumpernickelblog.wordpress.com/

Stand Tall | Soumika Dutta

Bleeding profusely for what you believe

Is worth the fight even for your defeat.

Mourn not for Victory, Fortune’s pawn.

Pages of history rejoice martyred braves

But seldom does it reflect a cowardly retreat.


Soumika is an ardent lover of Literature and teaches English Literature .She believes that Nature is the ultimate source of Inspiration and Spirituality.  She maintains a blog named https://2wordsforlife.blogspot.com/?m=1 , where she posts her poetry and poetry appreciation of other poets.
You can also follow and contact her on Facebook and /or Instagram @2wordsforlife where she regularly posts “ short inspiring poetry for fighting the greatest battle called Life”. Her poetry gives the message of being optimistic at all times in life.

My Fairy | Liyona

Your breath hits my shoulder
I turn back to see
you fade into the shadows
hidden from me
For when will you visit,
my fairy, my sprite?
You changed me
made me
and then you fell
into the night.


Liyona is an “average joe” kind of writer who likes to think about ordinary things and then write them down. During her college years, she took a more serious bent toward writing and started to post on her blog (The Life and Times of a Quirky Character.)

Submissions Call: Winter-themed poetry and flash fiction

Whispers and Echoes is now open to submissions of poetry and flash fiction on the theme of “WINTER”. This will be our last submissions call of 2020.

Submission Guidelines

  • Keywords and themes you might wish to consider (this list isn’t exhaustive): snow, frost, ice, Winter Solstice, transition between seasons, cosiness, winter-themed ghost stories, seasonal specific fairy tales, folklore, myths and legends, winter on another planet / during a different period of history / how it might be in the future, flash fiction and poetry set in winter…
  • Our usual submissions guidelines apply: flash fiction in 100 words or under, and poetry in 10 lines or less.  The full guidelines can be found here. Please read them before submitting.
  • Please state the following in the subject line: Winter Submission – Your Name
  • Submissions open: 18 November 2020
  • Submissions close: 6 December 2020 or until full
  • Accepted submissions will be posted on the site from the middle of December 2020
  • Please send your submission to: deardreamingspirit@gmail.com

If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to get in touch.

Meanwhile | Soumika Dutta

World is but an imitation with passing shadows

Filled with gushing waters n lush, green meadows

Be here as a caretaker, a specialist of life

Leave it with a wave of hand, a hopeful vibe.

Care not of the countless menial humdrums

But heed to leave memorable echoing hums.


Soumika is an ardent lover of Literature and teaches English Literature .She believes that Nature is the ultimate source of Inspiration and Spirituality.  She maintains a blog named https://2wordsforlife.blogspot.com/?m=1 , where she posts her poetry and poetry appreciation of other poets.
You can also follow and contact her on Facebook and /or Instagram @2wordsforlife where she regularly posts “ short inspiring poetry for fighting the greatest battle called Life”. Her poetry gives the message of being optimistic at all times in life.

Celebrating the Cult of the 13 | Sammi Cox

Friday 13th November 2071

Friday the 13th, the holy day of good luck, was here. It was a holiday, and unless you were in the religious, entertainment or food industry, it was a day off. But, no matter what, everyone attended the sunrise service at their local temple to give thanks to the 13. Then after, the carnival.

People queued to walk under ladders. Children jumped on cracks on the pavement. Mirrors were broken and chain letters burnt. Black cats were everywhere: on t-shirts and bags, toys were prizes in raffles, and guardians of pet cats were given gifts by their neighbours…


Sammi Cox is from the UK and spends her time writing and making things. Her poetry and short fiction have been published in various places online and in print. Her first collection of tiny tales, One Turn of The Wheel was published by Three Drops Press in 2017. Find her at: https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/

The Fortunate | McKenzie Richardson

Felix waved to the painter as he ducked beneath the ladder that stood over his front door. The broken lace of his shoe swung as he stepped on the crack in the sidewalk. In the entryway, Felix opened his umbrella and hung it on the coatrack.

Making his way to the kitchen, he scooped up his black cat, Lucky, who came to greet him.

On the wall, sandwiched between two cracked mirrors, a calendar hung with red x’s checking off the days. Felix added a mark over Thursday, November 12th.

“Ah, tomorrow’s my birthday,” he said with a contented smile.


McKenzie Richardson lives in Milwaukee, WI. Recently, her work has been featuring 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 a poetry collaboration with Casey Renee Kiser, 433 Lighted Way.

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

Blog: http://www.craft-cycle.com

Friday the 13th | Frank Hubeny

As a new convert to rationalism Bill proudly announced to Martha that he didn’t even realize that yesterday was Friday the 13th until he got up this morning. “And nothing went wrong yesterday!”

Martha wrapped her arms around him. “You’re cured!  You finally realize that the only days worse than Friday the 13th are all the other days in the month.”

“You mean today could be worse than Friday the 13th?”

Martha rapidly nodded her head, “Yes!  Yes!  Statistically today could be awful.”

“I wonder what could go wrong?”

“Well, for one, today’s Friday, not Saturday.”


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.

Patience | Frank Hubeny

George tosses opportunities like an infant tosses food then cries for more. Parents are generally patient. After a mild paddling or time-out, they offer clean food and try again. Most children know what to do.

Unlike most children George is the kind of guy who keeps tossing nourishment expecting the sun to rise tomorrow since it’s been doing that for the past sixty years.

Patience keeps trying, even with the likes of George, but not forever.  George doesn’t know it, but he will be offered one last year to waste.


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.

Acceptance | Soumika Dutta @2wordsforlife

Acceptance

Life’s longevity is lost in wait

In Passive , impatient, impassionate state.

Blessings shower as I tread this path,

Accepting, complying – surrendered to Your wrath.

 

Dartful eyes pin down my pride;

Eaglewinged I lie to endure Your stride –

Terrifying scorn filled with care

Lord, I give up Ego as You endear.


Soumika is an ardent lover of Literature and teaches English Literature .She believes that Nature is the ultimate source of Inspiration and Spirituality.  She maintains a blog named https://2wordsforlife.blogspot.com/?m=1 , where she posts her poetry and poetry appreciation of other poets.
You can also follow and contact her on Facebook and /or Instagram @2wordsforlife where she regularly posts “ short inspiring poetry for fighting the greatest battle called Life”. Her poetry gives the message of being optimistic at all times in life.