Poetry Corner – Volume 10
For the inner ear, the voice of the vessel of silence is an embrace
felt by an infinite number of scribes.
It is my wish to offer here an oasis of present day poetic
pens.
Each month i...
Poetry Corner – Volume 14
Poetry Corner
February 2012 Silent Lotus' Selected Poets'
Malcolm Davidson
and his guest Irene Sherlock
Flying
If I could move on tapered wing
By feathered flight my mind would soar
To see this world through minted eye.
The social walls that kept...
Poetry Corner – Volume 5
For the inner ear, the voice of the vessel of silence is an embrace
felt by an infinite number of scribes.
It is my wish to offer here an oasis of present day poetic
pens.
Each month i...
Poetry Corner – Volume 9
For the inner ear, the voice of the vessel of silence is an embrace
felt by an infinite number of scribes.
It is my wish to offer here an oasis of present day poetic
pens.
Each month i...
Poetry Corner – Volume 1
For the inner ear, the voice of the vessel of silence is an embrace
felt by an infinite number of scribes.
It is my wish to offer here an oasis of present day poetic
pens.
Each month i...
Faith is like a Shimmering Veil – by Jane Beal
Faith is like a shimmering veil. You can’t see through it. It’s like a cold shower. It wakes you up early and makes you shout, “O God!” Faith is like running on the sand...
Poetry Corner – Volume 17
Poetry Corner
May 2012 Silent Lotus' Selected Poets'
Bill Carpenter
and his guest Kathleen O'Kula
Peace
My fist opens
in a blossom of fingers
palm exposed
its five petals
no longer a hammer
or a club
but a cup
or a bowl
or if joined
with another
a link
in...
Poetry Corner – Volume 2
For the inner ear, the voice of the vessel of silence is an embrace
felt by an infinite number of scribes.
It is my wish to offer here an oasis of present day poetic
pens.
Each month i...
Poetry Corner – Volume 13
Poetry Corner
December 2011 silent lotus' Selected Poets'
Jon Wolston
and his guest Kelley White PASSION OF THE FIRST ASCENT
What have I got against wisterias,
hacking away at them
as they round the corner,
find the downspout,
and ascend skyward,
leaving brown curlicues
to...
Poetry Corner – Volume 3
For the inner ear, the voice of the vessel of silence is an embrace
felt by an infinite number of scribes.
It is my wish to offer here an oasis of present day poetic
pens.
Each month i...