Daybreak

Daybreak by Stefanus Martanto Setyo Husodo
Picture By: Stefanus Martanto Setyo Husodo

The sky is fire.
Lit up with embers
Of yesterdays:
It is an emotion of heat.
Burning with desire,
Each night it remembers
The past, the ways
It used to feel Earth’s heartbeat.
Orange against the morning,
It touches Earth –
And for a moment they are one,
Lost in each others hue.
The sky changes without warning.
Dark with rebirth
It vanishes and is gone,
Leaving the morning blue.

Through the Trees

Through The Trees...Johan Arhtursson
Picture By: Johan Arthursson

Through the trees,
The color paints time.
You see the spring,
The summer, the fall
And winter, there, dies.
Like a thousand chimes
The breeze will calmly ring
As we get lost in its lull.
A thousand miles on the road,
A million more to go.
Through the trees,
We make our journey.

Passerby

Night by Greg Rakozy
Picture By: Greg Rakozy

Outlined against the sky,
Stars linger and I am just a passerby.
The world spins
And in darkness, morning beings.
Rainbows light up the evening
And color sunrise in early morning.
I breathe in majesty
And linger in midnight’s reality.
Stars are scattered paint drops on heaven’s wall,
Galaxies the color on night’s hall.
Outlined against the sky,
I am just a passerby.

Home

Abandoned Nest by Luke Brugger
Picture By: Luke Brugger

Your home:
Where you learned to walk
And how to talk,
A space to call your own.
Then years passed
And something changed
Your life was rearranged.
You thought your mistakes made you an outcast.
But home is still home.
It’s not a perfect place,
But a permanent space
Where no matter what, you’ll never be alone.

Like an Animal

Power by Paula Borowska
Picture By: Paula Borowska

It’s in your eyes.

All the reasons why

You will never be satisfied:

They cage you in like an animal.

Trapped, every day a part of you dies.

I see you and it makes me cry,

How could they keep you here?

I want you to run,

To live

But they cage you in.

Reflection

Reflection by Yu-chuan Hsu
Picture By: Yu-chuan Hsu

The outside world

Sees you as a reflection.

Stamped with what you hold

They never let you forget your connections.

So stand tall,

Be everything in love,

Give life your all,

Smile when they are argumentative.

May you reflect

True things

And accept the imperfect.

Memories

Shoreline by Sarah Burvenich
Picture By: Sarah Burvenich

I have as many memories

As grains of sand on the shore.

But the salty wind blows

And then they disappear.

Footprints here, a sandcastle there –

They’re all the same to me.

Without you here,

My day is cloudy like morning fog.

I can remember, yes,

But that is not the same as feeling.

I have as many memories

As grains of sand on the shore.

But those memories,

They are not the same as reality.

Gone

Wind by Autumn Mott
Picture By: Autumn Mott

It was like wind,

Here one day, gone the next.

If only it could be a trick in my mind,

Then you wouldn’t be gone.

It was like summer,

Ignorance was our crime.

But you know we’ll remember

No matter the time.

It was like a clock

Ticking down to the end.

We watched in shock

As you became one with the wind.

The Things I Forget

Waves by Barn Images
Picture By: Barn Images

The swell came in today,

And I remembered all the reasons why

I treasure every precious thing about these waves.

You see divine creation and how it saves

People say it’s crazy –

The way I admire the beauty in the daisy,

But can’t they see all the magic

That’s destroyed by gravel and motor traffic?

At the edge of the sand,

The wind infinitely blows past the land

You could let nature carry you away,

To that place without decompositions gray.

I smile at this beauty because

It reminds me to puase

And reflect

On all the things I forget.

Change Everything

Dead Trees by Casey Fyfe
Picture By: Casey Fyfe

We burn you to the ground,

Slaughter all the things you’ve tried to abound.

With a blind eye we murder the things we’ve found –

Everyone sees it all around.

Injustice fills this air.

Oh, I can feel its pollution in my hair –

Seems it will always be unfair

The way we treat this earth here.

Nature is a gift.

It is a space between the rift.

So why do we just drift

From everything we could fix and shift?

Tell me you’ve seen this.

What happened to earth’s bliss?

Can you see through this dreary mist?

Can you see we can change everything that’s amiss?