April 16, 1963
MLK Jr. wrote to me,
“Child sit not by idly
when injustice you see.
What sears another
also burns thee.”
Birmingham.
Boston.
Me.
Lynne Webster
Revenge
evasive dancing
as a candle’s flame moves
out of reach in the haunted light
worthless
Nancy Nation
The purple iris swaying gently
Back and forth, in the morning breeze
Without a care in the world.
God’s unique creation.
It is elegant.
Beauty unmatched
Delicate
Flawless
Art
RF
Mozart
and um pah pah
Dancing in my bones,
Bratwurst downed with frothy beer
hurrah!
Ellynore Smith
Dreaming again layers of silk pass
between my slumbering fingertips
A soft sensation slips from
My serene somnolent self
It seeks the submissive
Folds that they may
Wrap me up in
Tonight’s
Dreams
Chris Howard
Write On the Edge 