By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

twinkling frost

but i call it

magic

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Richa Sharma

cold

like a cemetery's prayer

his words

Richa Sharma

By kaiser v kahn

ice flowers shaping my loneliness

kaiser v kahn

By Neena Singh

climbing uphill —

prayer flags beckon

the breeze

Neena Singh

By Peter Jastermsky

handsewn dreams a careful stitching of breath

 

Peter Jastermsky

By Rp Verlaine

the angler

reels me in

with mischievous eyes

 

Rp Verlaine

By Stephen Jarrell Williams

night river

low fog over cool waters

floating in a dream

Stephen Jarrell Williams

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

along the pond’s surface moonlight dreams

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Maya Daneva

a zen garden

listening to the fall

of another pine needle

Maya Daneva

By kaiser v kahn

winter moon

above the fireplace

a moth

kaiser v kahn

By Maria Teresa Sisti

I choke -

the moon so far

so thin

 

 Maria Teresa Sisti

By Christina Apetrei

cold moon 

between us 

light years

Christina Apetrei

By Mihai Moldoveanu

night on the lake -

throwing the fishing rod

in the Great Chariot

Mihai Moldoveanu

By Terrie Jacks

spring evening

the scent

of a skunk

Terrie Jacks

By Veronika Zora Novak

from the eye

of a peacock feather

deeper blues

Veronika Zora Novak

By Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

white hair

monochrome whisper

of solitude

Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

By Neena Singh

our conversation

connecting the dots

past to present

Neena Singh

By Rp Verlaine

the ashtray tells me

how many cigarettes

I’ve had since quitting

Rp Verlaine

By Peter Jastermsky

a safe for nightkeeping the rubric of tears

 

Peter Jastermsky

By Vasile Moldovan

under the ice moon

a new crime committed

with cold blood

Vasile Moldovan

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

each star the sound of rain in my bones

 

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Susan Bonk Plumridge

whiteboard

two languages 

intersect

Susan Bonk Plumridge

By Nisha Raviprasad

empty park

only the wind

on the swing

Nisha Raviprasad

By Florin C. Ciobica

blizzard

caught in a vortex

of memories with dad

Florin C. Ciobica

By Corey D. Cook

guests still

hours away

bread rises

Corey D. Cook

By Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

river bank

still one bridge

to cross

Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

By Peter Jastermsky

incantation the edge where days begin

Peter Jastermsky

By Nisha Raviprasad

road trip -

the rain tags along

Nisha Raviprasad

By Angiola Inglese

the moon

in the rain

winter sky

 

Angiola Inglese

By Corey D. Cook

waves reach out

then pull away

unable to commit

Corey D. Cook

By Florin C. Ciobica

refugee train

breath covering 

the cold moon

Florin C. Ciobica

By Mirela Brăilean

cold moon

the hot nightlife

of the city

 

Mirela Brăilean

By B.A. France

double time ...

a squirrel skitters 

across the pickets

B.A. France

By Mirela Brăilean

winter Galaxy

mother asking

my name again

Mirela Brăilean

By Silk~

morning fog smoothing the rough edges of our city

Silk~

By Cherry A

flooding

the mountain valley ...

December fog

Cherry A

By Mirela Brăilean

cold moon

spinning in the void

the old disc

Mirela Brăilean

By B.A. France

emptying the mind

of all the year’s troubles

... rainfall

 

B.A. France

By Ron Scully

sprinkler rainbow

birthday girl leaps

to the other side

Ron Scully

By John J. Dunphy

front yard

child puts on

her face mask

as she approaches

our snowman

John J. Dunphy

By Greg Schwartz

fallen leaves...

the box turtle

moves on

Greg Schwartz

By Silk~

first frost granny preps the salted cod

Silk~

By John J. Dunphy

a single ornament

on the Christmas tree

in a ditch

John J. Dunphy

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

the wind in my hair a dusting of moonrise
 

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Stephen Toft

burial night

not quite long

enough

for us to find

all of the stars

 

Stephen Toft

By Jackie Chou

autumn trees

soon to become

completely naked

one by one I let go

of attachments

Jackie Chou

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

on the wings of a moth a poem

 

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

Mirela Brăilean

winter Galaxy

a drop of milk

in my coffee

Mirela Brăilean

By Cherry A

origami cranes ...

another winter

without dad

Cherry A

By Stephen Toft

autumn leaves

swept aside for

the mourners

Stephen Toft

By Mirela Brăilean

first frost

over the chrysanthemums

mom's shawl

Mirela Brăilean