beach walking (alone) in winter – Poem by Stephen House

It’s the Little Things

Starting us on our journey of focusing on the little things, we have Stephen House’s savory poetry! Feel the healing power of the beach through his words.


beach walking (alone) in winter

layer up to start
peel off clothes as needed
don’t stress about carting unworn attire
stash garments under a bush
drag behind or tie around
wave in the air celebrating weather
free up from reality as needed

don’t permit dark clouds to press down
replace their weight with joy
float beneath beauty extreme
marvel at dense complexity
remember times you wanted them gone
and realize they disappeared in their own time

rain will pass
you know showers are temporary
don’t give into the notion of forever wet
drenching is experience
glimmers of sun appear
dry and warm will follow
if soaked keep walking
your resilience is incredible
accept all beyond control
relish how climate just is
how you just are

remove shoes
dance on wet sand
paddle in icy shallows
see feet turn blue in lapping seas
the elements and you are one
truth inside is the guide
as feet become numb with cold so will you
to what doesn’t matter
and there is so much insignificant
so appreciate and be

sing with the wind
the sea-weed and sand blowing
is part of a wilderness choir
stretch up and out to the unseen source
call loud the sounds held inside
your essence is more ancient than time
remember you transcend doctrines and rules
worship the unknown as you sense not as they have told
turn into the instinct of existence
freedom is the conductor of creativity
relish the gift of liberty from an unexpected icy squall

and as you take rest from beach walking (alone) in winter
rejuvenated and reborn
know that before long
you may be beach walking (alone) in spring
another season
with changes
new moods and views
brilliant colours and light
no greater or less than
as powerful and real
as the season of now and those before


Poet:

Stephen House is an award winning Australian playwright, poet and actor. He’s won two Awgie Awards (Australian Writer’s Guild) , Adelaide Fringe Award, Rhonda Jancovich Poetry Award for Social Justice, Goolwa Poetry Cup, Feast Short Story Prize and more. He’s been shortlisted for Lane Cove Literary Award, Overland’s Fair Australia Fiction Prize, Patrick White Playwright and Queensland Premier Drama Awards, Greenroom best actor Award and more. He’s received Australia Council literature residencies to Ireland and Canada, and an India Asialink.  His chapbook “real and unreal” was published by ICOE Press. He is published often and performs his work widely.

One-Liners Abound! – Linda M. Crate


Author:

Linda M. Crate’s works have been published in numerous magazines and anthologies both online and in print. She is the author of six poetry chapbooks, the latest of which is: More Than Bone Music (Clare Songbirds Publishing House, March 2019). She’s also the author of the novel Phoenix Tears (Czykmate Books, June 2018). Recently she has published two full-length poetry collections Vampire Daughter (Dark Gatekeeper Gaming, February 2020) and The Sweetest Blood (Cyberwit, February 2020).

It’s the Little Things

July Online Open Mic has come to an end, but their inspiration keeps pushing us! Each artist brought us so much to think about and digest to start off our summer, and I’m so thankful for every one of them!

As we move into August, I still feel the world breathing heavy. The tenacious things we are, we keep adjusting and adapting to our current situation. This is amazing, but it comes at a cost of energy depletion. I’m here to remind you, you’re doing good! You’re still here and fighting? That’s powerful! Be proud of yourself!

When I go through hard times, I’ve found that what gets me through the most are the little things. The tiniest of details to my day that would otherwise go unnoticed. If only seconds of joy, it gives my mind a small respite in the chaos to smile, to laugh (even if the laughter is from bitter humor), to have hope, or to simply enjoy something.

This month, I’ve called out to the artists to bring me little things to help each one of us get through our days and they did not disappoint! Get ready to see a month of little things to bring you the respite you need to keep fighting your battles!

-Mia Savant

One-Liners Abound! – Joan McNerney


Author:

Joan McNerney’s poetry has been included in many literary magazines such as Seven Circle Press, Dinner with the Muse, Poet Warriors, Blueline, and Halcyon Days. Four Bright Hills Press Anthologies, several Poppy Road Review Journals, and numerous Spectrum Publications have accepted her work. Her latest title, The Muse In Miniature, is available on Amazon.com and Cyberwit.net. She has four Best of the Net nominations.

Flight – Original Song by Acoustic Librarian

July Online Open Mic

Art inspires art! Come listen to Acoustic Librarian’s sweet love song inspired by a poem by Anne McCaffrey!


Lyrics

“Flight”

Two of us standing, alone by the sea,
You like a seabird, beautiful, free.
Suddenly darkness as I draw near your side.
How can I know you; oh what do you hide?

A whisper in shadows, a cry in the night,
Your soul tries to reach out, lost in its fright,
Cries, “Love me forever!” Hope tries to take flight.
Plunges to earth in morning’s light.

Together in darkness, is it love that we share?
Your silence unbroken grows harder to bear.
Passion transformed to anger unplanned;
The hurt in your heart I can’t understand.

A whisper in shadows, a cry in the night,
Your soul tries to reach out, lost in its fright,
Cries, “Love me forever or else I must die!”
Hope turns to mourning as flames fill the sky.

You came back to see me, revealing at last
Your reasons for silence, the pain in your past.
Finally I tell you feelings in me;
Can our words light the darkness and set both of us free?

A whisper in shadows, a cry in the night,
Your soul tries to reach out, overcomes fright.
I told you I love you; how bright were your eyes!
Hope amid longing as dawn fills the sky.

Lyrics and music by Acoustic Librarian
Inspired by a poem by Anne McCaffrey


Artist:

Acoustic Librarian is a songwriter, open mic performer and technology librarian.  He lives in Southern California with his wife and their two cats.

Instagram: @AcousticLibrarian
Twitter: @AcousticLBR

Waxing Crescent & Other Poetry by Meg Smith

July Online Open Mic

Take a load off this golden Sunday afternoon with the silky words of Meg Smith! Take a look at her poetry below!


Waxing Crescent

Always
the light calls us,
drawing us out
from embers of sleep.
Always the light
builds, wave upon wave,
and we dance,
its mirror of darkness.
We are waking,
trembling in its orbit.
In its gray world,
indifferent,
we shine.


The Coptic Cross

Philae, Upper Egypt, March 2006

I’m not brooding or praying
or singing.
The sand rises, funnels,
splits into clouds.
I don’t deserve this blue sky
or columns of letters —
a language, which keeps
a prayer within.
All I have given
to Mary, Isis and Sekhmet,
I keep within
my sphere of hope.
Someone is coming apart
from me.
Someone is losing his silence.
I pray for him
to speed the boat.
I pray for him
to mark the cross
of his good hands.


Falling Dragon

I draw my fire
from within,
my heart,
my womb unopened.
I draw my fire
from the sky;
black clouds part,
and nothing begins,
all in the shadow
of beating wings,
all in the shadow
of waking green,
and whole.


Author:

Meg Smith is a writer, journalist, Oriental dancer, and events producer, living in Lowell, Mass., U.S.A. Her publication credits include The Cafe Review, The Horror Zine, The Starlite Virtual Poetorium, and Atlantic Currents: Connecting Cork and Lowell.

Her most recent poetry books, Pretty Green Thorns, Night’s Island, This Scarlet Dancing and Dear Deepest Ghost are available on Amazon.

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Paintings by Līga Kalniņa

July Online Open Mic

Līga Kalniņa is a painter from Latvia! Each piece brings emotion while her style also has a soft and inviting space.


Artist statement

My name is Līga Kalniņa(born 03.01.1990. Riga, Latvia).Now I’m living in small city Ķemeri and capitalcity Riga. My artist interests is mainly realistically based. My works of landscapes, architecture, portraits, still lifes, collage, assemblage have quite wide style and expression. I use gold, silver, metal leaves for my artworks, mix media, acrylic, watercolour, oil paint, varnish. I like different formats for my work – from small postcard type papers to 2×4 m canvases. I’m working on artworks of my hometown Ķemeri architecture and history, which could be my all life project. My artistic ideas interact with my experience and time. I am interested in depth and clarity of expression. I like to explore monumental shape, space, scale and speed. My goal in art is to create my own story of this time, capturing timeless emotions and passions. 


Artist:

Artist Līga Kalniņa(1990) is born in Riga, Latvia. Her painter career begin with early childhood watercolor exercise with mother. Now living in small city Ķemeri and capitalcity Riga. Professional education was gained  graduating Art school of Jūrmala(2009), Art teachers bachelor(2013) and Pedagogy magister(2015) in University of Latvia, and Art science magister in Art Academy of Latvia(2017). Exhibition experiance since 2005, personal show in 2009, more than 30 group exhibitions participant till now. Have written scientific article in early children artistic education (2016). Member of Artist Union of Latvia since 2018. Winner of Art competitions and  exhibition wiever prices (Art Day’s 2018, Marina Biennale 2019). Had art residency in Zvārtava castle 2019. Her artist interests is mainly realistically based, (landscapes, architecture, portraits, still lifes, collage, assemblage)with some decorative features like gold or silver leaves. Working on long time project capturing her hometown Ķemeri.

Rinsed With Morning’s Gold & Other Poems by Bobbi Sinha-Morey

July Online Open Mic

Bobbi Sinha-Morey’s refreshing poetry is here to uplift your day! Come take some time to relax and get lost in her calm words.


Rinsed With Morning’s Gold

From the ridge plums are
dangling from the vine like
ripe prayers, my cares waning
like a glacier’s melting thumb
looking to the sky where God
owns the heavens — a bird
changing its course in the wind,
the sun a streak of preach over
the lake, memories of the past
so far away from me having
bought my ticket with my tears
just to be here and that’s all
I’m going to spend, an idyllic
home by the water, my bedroom
window rinsed with morning’s
gold every day I waken.


Tulips

Morning just at their door,
breathing in the light wind
after they’d slept tulips shyly,
modestly pose as the dawning
blue shadows begin to grow,
tulips bending on their willowy
stems, petals so prettily parting
at the throat, their knots uncurling,
tying their lives together; tulips
each one of them budding girls
or old divas lit by the heavens,
their love outlasting the sun.


Knots

On my bed I feel like
a jeweller, gold chains and
diamond necklaces before
me, and it’s my mission to
examine each one that, like
fine threads, have either been
coiled together or tangled into
a series of hard knots. With
a tiny needle from my sewing
basket and a magnifying glass
I study one knot at a time
under the lamplight, picking
apart every intricate strand
that fingers alone could never
undo. With a fine eye for detail
one sleek golden lace was set
free in ten minutes; a silver
one with an amethyst having
the fine workings of a Rolex
watch I hold closely to
extricate each knotted inch
til it was clean as a river.
I could never do it under
the mad insistence of an egg
timer or stopwatch. I could
do this for wages, be paid
a tidy sum for ladies and girls
in their teens who had clumsy
hands on rainy days or days
before a special occasion,
the bonus seeing the curving
lip and glowing cheek of
the wearer dressed to the nines
for a formal affair.


Author:

Bobbi Sinha-Morey’s poetry has appeared in a widevariety of places such as Plainsongs, Pirene’s Fountain, The Wayfarer, Helix Magazine,Miller’s Pond, The Tau, Vita Brevis, Cascadia Rising Review, Old Red KImono, andWoods Reader. Her books of poetry are available at Amazon.com and her work hasbeen nominated for Best of the Net in 2015 and the Best of the Net 2018 AnthologyAwards hosted by Sundress Publications.

Follow:

Her website is located at http://bobbisinhamorey.wordpress.com.