By Lori A Minor

falling into seasonal depression

Lori A Minor

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

sometimes

the only thing

i know to be true

is that the sun has risen

somewhere

brightly in our sky

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Susan Bonk Plumridge

eating dinner 

crosslegged by the screen door 

listening to crickets

 

Susan Bonk Plumridge

By Bill Waters

early autumn

all night long

the crickets

Bill Waters

By Debbie Strange

ancient

oak

the

hollow

space

inside

me

Debbie Strange

By Kat Lehmann

unseen star

hearing the whisper

between shouts

 

Kat Lehmann

By Susan Bonk Plumridge

thoughts

growing into

words 

Susan Bonk Plumridge

By Silk~

 oil spill discoloring our deep sea of dreams

Silk~

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

this piece of amethyst

i hold in my hand

what secrets

have you kept

during your long life

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Silk~

charcoal sky the fading scent of rain that never came

Silk~

By Kat Lehmann

midnight rainstorm all that can be imagined

Kat Lehmann

By Pravat Kumar Padhy

her cloth

soaked with tears…

on the edge

of curled green leaf

the burden of the heavy rains

Pravat Kumar Padhy

By Lori A Minor

the hunger moon on food stamps

Lori A Minor

By Bill Waters

croaking crow:

you scold me as if

I were to blame,

as if I were the cause

of your hidden sorrow

Bill Waters

By Roberta Beach Jacobson

grieving under a Covid moon

Roberta Beach Jacobson

By John J. Dunphy

Veterans' Day

panhandler points to

his Purple Heart

John J. Dunphy

By Pat Davis

slap of a beaver's tail

a branch skims the surface

of dawn

Pat Davis