smelling
of hand lotion the braille book
John J. Dunphy
Empty
birch branches
stand bent, gaunt in bitter cold
Sheets of
ice clinging.
Yvona Fast
A
pebble thrown
Causes ripples
The water returns to
stillness
Georg Cook
A
flame is lit
Sparking into life
Darkness ebbs away
Georg Cook
Winter
Treat
snow tumbles, gathers
into popcorn balls on shrubs
please—hold
the butter!
Liz Kornelsen
astral
light—
poetry emerges
from the
void
Eugeniusz Zacharski
eagerly waiting
for the solar eclipse
to end...
cherry
blossoms
Eugeniusz Zacharski
i war in words
with all who war
tales
of the tomb
Amrutha V Prabhu
his silence
between the lines
a
calm sea-voice
Amrutha V Prabhu
pink
petals…
when you choose to stay
only in silence
Lucia
Cardillo
petali rosa …
quando scegli di stare
solo
in silenzio
Lucia Cardillo
jasmine petals in her hair
tones from a symphony
on and on without pause
Lakshman Bulusu
a breeze
of snowflakes —
I search for
the scientific term
for
stardust
Ana Drobot
fairy-tales —
sitting over a cloud
a
water lily
Ana Drobot
friend's
confession
a butterfly spreads
its wings
Genevieve
Aguinaldo
morning
rush
egrets posing
for a photo
Genevieve Aguinaldo
breaking news
no more lines drawn
on
the door frame
David Josephsohn
winter night
a frozen sweater
on
the park bench
David Josephsohn
On this first morning
the year stretches itself out
like
a cat’s nine lives…
Resa Alboher
I
clip recipes…
As
snowflakes fall I wonder
about
my whole life…
Resa Alboher
Reading
the future
in the fireplace’s flames…
How long will I
live?
Resa Alboher
single digits, overcast for days
now some blue sky and sun
the
illusion of warm
Steve Van Allen
A
lone umbrella
Endless crowd on urban street
Heading nowhere
Susan E. Schipper
moon on ice —
the figure skater rehearsing
double
Axel
Steliana Cristina Voicu
moving slowly
up the mountain
blind musician
autumn
dawn
Mike Fainzilber
fog in the phone booth
the only caller
dialing
the wind
Mike Fainzilber
Flowering maples
The breeze blows close to our hearts
Autumnal
embrace
Maria Quernel
snowball battle
a pine branch attacks me
in
the back
Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont
how many words
does kintsugi need
porcelain
heart
still in the e-cart
all those gifts I wish
she
would take
Ravi Kiran
Valentine’s Day
the flipped coin says
don’t
click ‘Send’
Ravi
Kiran
Of Twilight Memories
fallen
petals—
memories
of those days
we were together
twilight
a
butterfly fades away...
leaving memories behind
beach
sunset
waves slowly spread...
your memories
Ram Chandran
from
cool mountain slopes
plucked Oolong tea leaves
brew the
black dragon
Ruth Van Alstine
heart monitor...
beats
of rage
killing time
Ellen Kom
frail bones
hanging on the dawn
Ellen Kom
campfire
only the
moon
in the thermos
Nicky Gutierrez
burning
coals
the golden leaves
fall
on us
Nicky Gutierrez
monastery
grounds
the sandhill crane
makes her nest
Nicky Gutierrez
rabbit
on the moon
can my voice
reach
yours?
Nicky
Gutierrez
doctors speak
of failing systems
in this world
where will I
find
home
C. Jean Downer
same stories
everyday…
tonight, I mourn
all that is left
unsaid
C. Jean Downer
still
able to hold
January snow
this orange leaf
Maya
Daneva
white snake...
this voodoo witch
in
the museum
Maya Daneva
across the slow night
spread blankets of little fires,
stars
i couldn't reach
Laurie Donaldson
woodpecker flying
over the cement city
searching
for wood
Stephen Jarrell Williams
an owl’s gaze
my twin watches me
divide
the last piece of birthday cake
Kelly Sargent
the depth
of this absence of home,
of belonging ...
my face in the rearview mirror
this
eviction day
Chen-ou Liu
walk in the park
i lose my way
on
purpose
Kathabela Wilson
aging beauty
the calligraphy
of
her face
Kathabela Wilson
in the inner lining
of her kimono
a
hint of hopefulness
Kathabela Wilson
winter storm
snowing
parmesan
over the risotto
Paula
Sears
a
lone traveler
along the snowy path
moonlight
Paula
Sears
failing
to find my identity wildflowers
Mona
Bedi
telling
it as the truth liar moon
Mona
Bedi
cricket
moon
somewhere the call
of a loon
Mona
Bedi
mountain trek
we slowly discover
hidden stars
Mona Bedi
chattering sparrows
in the burning bush
—town
gossips
Nancy Brady
dirty slush...
all the cars on the road
the
same color
Nancy Brady