a
warm breeze
slipping through the pines...
voices from childhood
Florin C. Ciobica
a
warm breeze
slipping through the pines...
voices from childhood
Florin C. Ciobica
the first taste
of summer
sipping lemonade
so tart
it
made our lips pucker
Susan Burch
a line of elephants
linked from trunk to tail
why aren’t we
protecting ourselves
and
each other
Susan Burch
for some reason
full moon memories
beautiful to remember
like mom's message
to keep smiling
Nani Mariani
softly falling rain
we look out
the same window
in opposite
directions
Alvin B. Cruz
Truck sputters exhaust
front seat replete with crushed Coors
lilac
scent long gone
Yash Seyedbagheri
Gutted houses
In the park of Kiev
late cyclamens
Maria
Cristina Pulvirenti
mid-summer breeze . . .
another beer drifts
in
with the evening
Kathleen Trocmet