"The Curse of Eros (A Villanelle)" Written by Michael Lewis

The Curse of Eros (A Villanelle)

Always too soon, too slow, too fast, too late,
Young Eros takes aim, pulling tight his bow.
True Lovers will discover eternal fate.

Grinning as tension is released and straight
Flies the deeply piercing crimson arrow.
Always too soon, too slow, too fast, too late.

Knowing his prey may never consummate
While bound by promises. Steeped in sorrow
True Lovers will discover eternal fate.

His indifference to joy and pain innate,
He fills with pleasure the wounds we hallow,
Always too soon, too slow, too fast, too late.

Love holds no promises of tomorrow.
When blind Eros strikes, full hearts turn fallow.
True Lovers will discover eternal fate
Always too soon, too slow, too fast, too late.

Michael F. Lewis
4/14/2013

"A Puff of Smoke" Written by Ray Kinserlow

A Puff of Smoke

My words evaporate into a twisting puff of smoke,
Their meaning vanishing with the pen's stroke.
Like some Illuminati hovering over a manuscript divine,
My words flow, like unknowing snakes, all a twine.

Written by Ray Kinserlow
Posted on 04-13-13

"At ease my prestige" Written by Nathan Evanoff

At ease my prestige

Where I can begin is tge time of year right between spring and summer
I always laugh and embrace my lover

I yank Valentine's and to hell with cops comedy
I am the scheme I am the village you plonder

Where are we now under soft indian summer rain
Thunder storm screams across the desert
Below sea level. . Far above hell
Under the moon and stars and landing in paradise

Written by Nathan Evanoff
Posted on 04/13/13

"Untitled Prose" Written by Princess Walkinstick Rainbow

To hate; is to become hate; to understand hate; and therefore have no reason to hate.

Posted on 04/10/13