Flames

Donald Wheelock   Kept too long beneath a stifling log, flames like a dog’s tongue lick the evening dark. Breaking out, devouring their oppressor— Who’s master now?—they point to one clear shot of sky, a circle of clear stars above, angered skyward by red heat...

Spellcasting

LindaAnn LoSchiavo   “Night-dyed herbs,” came the vendor’s cry. “Come buy! Seductive power. Risk-free trial! Please try My wares on Samhain!” Odd plants caught my eye. What did I have to lose? “Can you reverse Ill-omened destiny?” The crone was terse. “I’ll...

The Shaman

Amanda Ball   A sarcophagus in the dark of rock Walls carved with prayers and runes Whispering glyphs to gods and ghosts Rising with the incense smoke I rest, exhale Dissolve to earth and air Evaporate like spirit Awaken the sleeping fire I feel the slow of earth...

Unexpected Reverations

Ellen Harold   Dusk collapses in misshapen heaps. Drowning in pale blues and heavy umber, the patterns o historic roadworks, set alight under glowing eaves. Sea air whips thistle and gorse asunder. Lonely, I stroll, heeding a distant figure neath dust thick air....

Sacred Flame

Maxwell Griego   Don’t add fuel to the flame or it will burn too bright; ours to nurture, not proclaim, don’t add fuel to the flame. They’ll point at you, place the blame, should our love cause others’ fright. Don’t add fuel to the flame, or it will burn too...

Rooted

James Alexander   That old oak tree was in sight long before Westways and my childhood home. Long before the glint of the train light bouncing off the gasometer dome, standing, an always. A constant reminder of the past long before the Cuddington Estate fence,...