By Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

rumbling thunder

the things we shouldn't

have said

Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

By Anna Goluba

I close my eyes

Another universe

Opens

Anna Goluba

By Gordon Lewis

“Dreamt a dream asleep

She went into the dark night

Gone forevermore”


Gordon Lewis

By Chris Kastle

nibbling the shoreline

watery teeth

always hungry

Chris Kastle

By Kavita Ratna

a tail wagging

from the branches

torn kite

Kavita Ratna

By JL Huffman

evening shower

lemon light gilds the garden

petrichor

JL Huffman

By Ann Smith

climbing

in front of me

a mountain rose

Ann Smith

By Ron Scully

cauliflower cloud

untilled burrows

of the victory garden

Ron Scully

By Maya Daneva

camping lullaby the sound of jumping trout

Maya Daneva

By Louise Hopewell

twisting tree roots

the sign says warning

snakes inhabit this area

Louise Hopewell

By Jonathan English

crescent moon—

a sharp sound of sirens

pierces the dusk

Jonathan English

By Joshua Gage

winter chill—

the bathroom scale

spins higher


Joshua Gage

By Susan Burch

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racing the tornado not winn

Susan Burch

By Xiaoou Chen

thickening fog

a bell strikes ten from

an unknown tower

Xiaoou Chen

By Gary S. Rosin

whitetail deer

graze the neighborhood—

suburban sprawl

Gary S. Rosin

By Simon De Courcey

shaded nest

the absence

of one egg

Simon De Courcey

By Anthony Lusardi

watching ocean waves

the fizz in my soda

dying down

Anthony Lusardi

By Monica Kakkar

water rationing . . .

first pomegranate blossoms

brim at sacred well

Monica Kakkar

By Mirela Brailean

high-speed night train

I choose

a shorter dream

Mirela Brailean

By Jay Friedenberg

wooing and cooing

the iridescent sheen

of the pigeon's neck

Jay Friedenberg

By Tsanka Shishkova

a dog and a man

I wonder if the man leads the dog

or the dog leads the man

Tsanka Shishkova

By Nicoletta Ignatti

summer night—

              the wind seeks an opening

              among pine needles

Nicoletta Ignatti

By Douglas J. Lanzo

Don Quixote

a rhino charges

imagined beasts

Douglas J. Lanzo

By Joanna Ashwell

steeper

than I remember

the way home

Joanna Ashwell

By Joshua St. Claire

evening breeze

skyscrapers move through

rush hour traffic

Joshua St. Claire

transverse flute

the scent of hemlock

through the Appalachians

Joshua St. Claire

rumble of ozone pulling back the curtain

Joshua St. Claire

particolor flames

a hot air balloon ascends

with sunrise

Joshua St. Claire

By Mike Fainzilber

wind in her hair

still singing

the sixties

Mike Fainzilber

displacing

the blues

summer wind

Mike Fainzilber

wind and sunset

one last roll

of the kite surfer

Mike Fainzilber

hamsin*

the desert

ironing the sea

Mike Fainzilber

*A ‘hamsin’ (literally 50 in Arabic) is an easterly desert wind that brings extreme heat and dryness, and also flattens the waves on Israel’s Mediterranean coast. There are said to be ~50 such days per year, hence the name. In Bedouin tribal law, hamsin conditions are considered an extenuating circumstance in homicide cases…

By Ranu Jain

along the lines

of the sacred text

bird poop

Ranu Jain

 

breezy day

the old curtain springs

to a sensuous dance

Ranu Jain

 

 

 

 

 

    incense smoke

    improvising

    a silent raga
 

    Ranu Jain

By Emil Karla

echoing

the streetlamp

full snow moon


Emil Karla

By Srinivasa Rao Sambangi

mountain trekking

the stretch of the shadow

into twilight

Srinivasa Rao Sambangi

 

inchworm

the drift and drag

of the universe

Srinivasa Rao Sambangi

Independence Day

an old woman

on our morning walk

parts the way

to her master's home

Srinivasa Rao Sambangi

By Gordana Kurtović

 

joyfull moment-

a flower full of symbolism

next to the field

Gordana Kurtović

By Oana Maria Cercel & Timothy Daly

kitchen talk his words a rusty knife

Oana Maria Cercel & Timothy Daly

By Xiaoou Chen

daybreak

the grey clouds

fringed with gold

Xiaoou Chen

 

full gallop

the clatter of arrows

in the quiver

Xiaoou Chen

By Timothy Daly

Irish Sea crossing dead kin's bones

Timothy Daly

warm bookshop reading her smile

Timothy Daly

By Steliana Cristina Voicu

butterfly…

from my rose garden

to yours

Steliana Cristina Voicu

By Joana Figueiredo

we wear crowns

made solely of garden weeds

brave backyard champions

Joana Figueiredo

wincing glance

the beginning

of a cruel winter

Joana Figueiredo