Carl Scharwath & Shanti Harjani Williams – Online Open Mic

The Girl With The Brick Heart

The bee buzzing of
A well-lit life
A flagrant smile
Harnesses the light
The fluorescent hanging lamp obviates the need
To see
As it glowers back at me
The hallucinogenic halogen bulb wires my mind
To feel
A fake incandescent soul
Made of bricks and hard lumps
Walking the surface easily
Giddy
A hand stretch leads the way to the inside
The soul is damp to the touch
But brick by brick
The heart was built.


Artists:

Photography by: Carl Scharwath

Carl Scharwath, has appeared globally with 150+ journals selecting his poetry, short stories, interviews, essays, plays or art photography (His photography was featured on the cover of 6 literary journals.) Two poetry books ‘Journey To Become Forgotten’ (Kind of a Hurricane Press).and ‘Abandoned’ (ScarsTv) have been published. His first photography book was recently published by Praxis. Carl is the art editor for Minute Magazine, a competitive runner and 2nd degree black- belt in Taekwondo. 

Poetry by: Shanti Harjani Williams

A lawyer by training, my full time job is being Mummy to my three amazing kids Ryan 17, Abby 14 and Shane 9. While home alone in the days, I would find the urge to write and began posting faith testimonies on Facebook on my personal page. This led to my prose writing also surrounding my Christian faith. Now I write in prose and poetry daily on my page as well as on other poetry sites. The areas I write on are faith, self awareness and growth, romance and world issues. I live and breathe my poetry and most of my work reflects my own daily experiences and life generally. I have been posting my poetry on my Facebook page for about 4 years.

Linda M. Crate – Online Open Mic

your black magic


you get crowned a good man
again and again by people i love,
but they don’t know you
like i do;
how you refused to take no
for an answer and tried to force
yourself upon me—
how when you broke up with
me i felt joy not pain,
as the tears fell from my cheeks;
they don’t know how you found me
years later at college
and smirked at me with an evil grin,
“i bet you don’t remember me”
knowing full well i would—
they don’t know the trauma you put
me through or all the things i had to work through
simply so i could function as a human being,
yet somehow i’m the villain when i scoff
that you’re a good man;
somehow i’m the witch that they must burn—
i guess your black magic is a good disguise
because they believe you’re a miracle
not a curse.
-linda m. crate


predators will be predators


i haven’t seen you in years,
and i hope i never
have to;

i don’t know what i’d do if i were
forced to stand in the same room
as you—

but any time someone tells me
i have a pretty smile it falls off my face
because i think of how you said it

just before you tried to force me to
“do it” with you,
and i know there are some that would

insist that kids would be kids;
but what about that rainy night at college
when you taunted me—

it’s not kids will be kids,
but predators will be predators;
sometimes they take the shape of children

just a hair older than you—
but i was afraid no one would believe me
if i told, and judging by the reactions

that i receive when i say you’re not a good man
i was right to believe that no one would
believe you were anything less than innocent.
-linda m. crate


i do remember you


i remember
what i was wearing that night,
and the rain lashing the window;
the evil look in your dark eyes—

i remember how i said no,
but it didn’t matter
you weren’t listening to what
i had to say;
as if i were speaking another language
entirely but i kept pleading

only for you to insist
that we were
going to “do it”—

i remember that adrenaline rush
wish saved me from your will,

and tumbling down the stairs to escape you;
your sister thought i heard my mother’s car
but quite honestly i was just running from you
regardless of whether my mother was there or not—

i remember when i got into my mother’s car
that i just wanted her to mash the gas
like a get-away vehicle;

so, unfortunately, yes, i do remember you.
-linda m. crate


people betray me


told my
childhood best friend
what you did,

and years later she still
friended you on facebook;

people always tell me
that you’re a good man and i hate
hearing that when i know
the truth—

i never am brave enough to speak up,
but the one time i made a derisive snort
i was scolded for it;

guess you have the whole world fooled
but not me—

i recognize you for the monster you are,
but people betray me when they insist you’re
a different person than what i know and remember
from all the scenes that still play in my head
all these years later.
-linda m. crate


i won’t decay for you


you are the damned spot
i cannot wash
from my skin,
but i won’t be your victim;
i will have
victory—
my life is my own,
and i refuse to live my life in fear
because of you;
i’m taking my journey back—
the trauma sometimes still makes me
stammer
like the little girl i once was,
but i refuse to let it destroy me;
i am the phoenix
whose immortal flame will always rise
from the ashes
to defeat the nightmares like you—
i refuse to be a haunted house brought down
by inner decay,
i am going to be the wreckage cleared out
by divers;
i am going to reconstruct myself from the
bruises and you will recognize me for my light
when she puts your nightmares to rest.
-linda m. crate


Artist:

Linda M. Crate

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Kelsey Bryan-Zwick-Artwork – Online Open Mic

Long Beach & Whale
Mother & Daughter
Self Portrait with Wings

Artist:

A Best of the Net and Pushcart Prize nominee, Kelsey Bryan-Zwick is a Spanish/English speaking poet from Long Beach, California.  Disabled with scoliosis from a young age, her poems often focus on trauma, giving heart to the antiseptic language of hospital intake forms.  Author of Watermarked (Sadie Girl Press) and founder of the micro-press BindYourOwnBooks, Kelsey’s poems appear in petrichor, Cholla Needles, Rise Up Review, Right Hand Pointing, Redshift, and Making Up, a Picture Show Press anthology.  Writing towards her new title, Here Go the Knives,

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Suryani – Online Open Mic

Woman On Cycling
One Moment in Time
Follow My Feeling
Photo Grafer
Right Here Waiting For You

Artist:

Suryani:

I was born at Banyuwangi East Java,Indonesia.

I have graduated  from Stiba University in Malang, East Java,Indonesia with a bachelor of arts degree in foreign literature and languages, I fell in love with art and I cannot stop loving it. I read a book “Everyone can draw” which motivated me to start learning how to draw, I then completed a private art course for 6 months, it turns out that I am an artist. Bali inspired me as strongly as the artistic blood is flowing in me. Artists such as William Hofker and Ton Schulten have inspired and influenced my style of art.  Aboriginal art also has had a profound influence.

By following modern arts and through self-development, I have finally became a consensusism artist.

Consensusism style is characterized by abstract geometric compositional works in balance with the roots of impressionism and the elements of shape, light and color.

Exhibition 2020

Group Exhibition Art Connecting Woman “In commemoration of International Women’s Day”

4th -8th March 2020,Grand Gallery,Arabian Court one &Only Royal Mirage Dubai

Exhibition 2019

Solo Exhibition at Royal Beach Hotel Seminyak from 1st March 2019 until 15th January 2020

Group Exhibition at Kaktus Art Space Sanur from 6th April from 21st April

Group Exhibition at Monkey Forest Gallery from 26th April until 26th May

Group Exhibition at Lv8 Hotel Canggu- Bali  from 26th July until 24th September

Group Exhibition at Studio Jaring ,Batu-Malang East Java from 15th  August until 27th

Group Exhibition at Hadiprana Galellery Jakarta 30th November until 22nd  December

Exhibition 2018

Solo exhibition at Café Des Ubud, Bali from 1st August until 30th October.

Group exhibition at Padhapa Art Space Jogjakarta  from 25th August until 5th September.

Group exhibition at Art Center Denpasar- Bali from 4th  November until 10th  November.

Exhibitions 2017

Group exhibition at Art Patio gallery Lovina, Bali, Indonesia from 4th March until 20th May

Group exhibition Bali art camping at Made Budiana Gallery, Loh Tunduh, Ubud, Bali, Indonesia from 8th April until 8th May

Group exhibition “Female artist” on June at Art center, Denpasar Bali-Indonesia

Solo Exhibition at Maison Aurelia Hotel Sanur, Bali-Indonesia from 17th September until 17th  November.

Group exhibition “Female artist” on 22rd December 2017 until 22rd January 2018 at Monkey Forest Gallery Ubud, Bali, Indonesia.

Exhibitions 2016

Group exhibition on January at Darwin, Australia.

Solo exhibition at Lestari Grill & Pasta restaurant Seminyak, Bali, Indonesia from March until November

Group exhibition on December at 501 Petitenget Hotel, Seminyak, Bali, Indonesia

Exhibition 2015

Solo exhibition on April at Dandelion Restaurant, Canggu, Bali, Indonesia

Art Camping Darwin Australia from June until July.

Solo exhibition on October at Hotel Neo Seminyak, Bali, Indonesia

Exhibition at Kaja Art Space Ubud, Bali, Indonesia from 12th November until 20th November.

Group exhibition at Gorontalo Sulawesi, Indonesia from 21st November until 30th November.

I had my first solo exhibition at the “Ginger Moon” Restaurant in Seminyak, Bali, Indonesia from December 2013 until January 2014.

The second solo exhibition at Lestari Restaurant in Seminyak, Bali, Indonesia from August until September 2014.

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