Friday, February 2, 2024

By Susan Yavaniski

hours out looking for seaglass I’ve lost my edge

Susan Yavaniski



a little black dress

on consignment

menopause

Susan Yavaniski



introductions

a box of donuts

a box of holes

Susan Yavaniski

 

 

snow in drifts

so much left

undone

Susan Yavaniski

By John Hawkhead

assisted dying

shadows in the slipstream

of a nightjar

John Hawkhead



identity thieves

stamped on her headstone

blooms of lichen

John Hawkhead

By Alvin B. Cruz

what i really meant to say false spring

Alvin B. Cruz



death poem

pouring my last

cup of tea

Alvin B. Cruz

By Ellen Kom

heart monitor...

beats of rage

killing time


Ellen Kom



frail bones hanging on the dawn

Ellen Kom

By Vandana Parashar

in want of washing my sins hard rain

Vandana Parashar



when I thought

the earth revolves around me…

mother’s lap

Vandana Parashar

By Keith Evetts

once I loved

whistling in the woods

winter wind

Keith Evetts



withered grasses

so many strands

of idle thought

Keith Evetts



divorce lawyers

we finally reach

an unsettlement

Keith Evetts

By Jenn Ryan-Jauregui

winter garden

a bumper crop

of weeds


Jenn Ryan-Jauregui



dawn chorus the kittens not yet weaned

Jenn Ryan-Jauregui



creeping

onto the footpath

first light

I loosen the knot

in my scarf

Jenn Ryan-Jauregui

By Stephanie Zepherelli

spring cleaning cobwebs in my mind

Stephanie Zepherelli



flying on trade winds mango leaves

Stephanie Zepherelli

By Michael Minassian

A lunar calendar—

counting days

I watch the moon.


Michael Minassian



The monk asks a question,

I have no answer—

very good, he says.


Michael Minassian



Cloudy morning

inside and out

another leaf falls.


Michael Minassian

By Ravi Kiran

cold dawn

the drooping eyelids

of school bus kids

Ravi Kiran



the porch

all for themselves

the bulb and a moth

Ravi Kiran