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

By Michael H. Lester

 Aimless Woman Outside House

Michael H. Lester

By Tuyet Van Do

hide and seek

a wagging tail

under the bed

Tuyet Van Do

By Ram Chandran

shaking hands

grandma ends up with

a raw mango

Ram Chandran