Poetry: Door of Doom

By Monica C. Voskamp She pushed the door harder It still wouldn’t budge. Hours of work were Now seemingly in vain. In frustration, she slumped Her body against the old Wooden frame before she Sank to the floor. It was then she heard it, A slow eerie creak. Her waning hope burst Into a surge [...]

Poetry: Pretty Red Door

By Monica C. Voskamp I entered and that I regret,  The room with the pretty red door. It wasn’t so pretty inside. It was colourless yet you could feel The depth of black evil. You could taste the sound of deep sorrow. You could feel the pain of grave mistakes. It wasn’t a pretty room, [...]

Poetry: The Contention

By Monica C. Voskamp You can’t erase All that pain. You can’t magically Replace the hurt. You can’t undo Anything that is past. You can’t. And that you can’t Makes you feel Powerless. Powerless, the power You’ve known so well. You can’t change All that was done. You can’t rewind And recreate. You can’t And [...]

Poetry: Fires of Yesterday

By Monica C. Voskamp Standing at the edge of today You look around with disbelief and disdain The house has burned to black ashes now Only distant memories run and around and play. Standing in the midst of those memories You look and around, pause and contemplate The years have spit out flames of evil [...]

Poetry: Summer Song

By Monica C. Voskamp   Floated away Late one summer's eve My heart's song.   I search the wind The forests deep I search the creeks, The streams and trees But cannot find her.   Captured somewhere Her voice can't speak My heart's song.   I call out to the stars I scream into the [...]