by Carolyn Wolfe
We live our life in containers
our bodies are the container for our hearts
our homes are the containers for our stuffo
it is where our containers live our lives
with others in their containers
then we count on additional containers to get
us from place to place
and all to protect and transport our container bodies
to a source point...
We dress up our containers
we revere our containers
we sometimes confuse our containers with ourselves
but I know
that no container
I am free to walk among the branches of the trees
fly around the lampposts at night
or across mighty oceans
I am wild, free and container-less
and so are you...
Bio: Carolyn Wolfe is a free-lance writer, published poet, and author of eight books, which range from poetry to fantasy and includes children's literature. Her body of work includes writing articles for newspapers and newsletters, and hosting poetry events in the Winchester area. Her books include two poetry books "Notes From The Shadow Self" and "WhenThe Moon Speaks", a collection of original light fantasy stories titled "The Moonsparrow Collection" and four children's books "The Bedtime Of The Sky and Other Sleepy-Bye Stories", The Unhappy Little Dragon Lessons Begin" and "The Unhappy Little Dragon, Lessons Learned". Her newest children's book "The Drowsy House" is now available on Amazon.com Kindle. Wolfe also has written a novella for adult readership "Blade's Magic, full of magic and romance. Carolyn Wolfe lives in Winchester VA with her Husband Scott and many animal companions. Please visit her website at http://www.whenthemoonspeaks.com/.
(A Poem for Easter)
by Glenda Walker
"On the eve of Easter morn
I think of resurrection-
Not because of Jesus
But because of the undeniable evidence
Of green shoots sprouting from the ground-
Of a kaleidoscope of wildflowers
bursting forth, seemingly without effort or warning.
Of my life being born and re-born again and again
My dreams- dust to dust and ashes to ashes-
Metamorphosing into new and exciting ideas and plans
Amazing and do-able!
Life coming into view
After so long being out of focus
The fuzziness fades.
I resurrect myself anew each day
I am thankful for the deaths
As well as life
And the opportunity to begin again
Bio:Glenda the good witch Walker is a 59 year young old soul who believes everyone is an artist. In her spare time, she creates magical art, music, and poetry. She still believes in Santa Claus, the Easter bunny, the tooth fairy, and the intrinsic good in all people.
by Valentina Cano
She strikes words together
To please other people.
She infuses them with the shine
Off her car's top every morning
And the tangled smell of wet grass.
The words are like matches,
And instant of scorching meaning
before burning away.
Bio: Valentina Cano is a student of classical singing who spends whatever free time she has either reading or writing. Her works have appeared in numerous publications and her poetry has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize and Best of the Web. Her debut novel, The Rose Master, was published in 2014.