What
discus player
threw a tangerine moon on
top of Main Street?
Joan McNerney
silent
cold
dark sky
moon
flowering
Joan McNerney
What
discus player
threw a tangerine moon on
top of Main Street?
Joan McNerney
silent
cold
dark sky
moon
flowering
Joan McNerney
feels like a second
from the first turned leaf
till the rush
of Halloween-Thanksgiving-
Christmas-New
Years
Jennifer Gurney
in the middle
of five living generations
I
see forever
Jennifer Gurney
snuggled in his chair
my brother on one side
and I on the other
Dad in between us
reading
Jennifer Gurney
supermarket
the expensive goods
at
eye level
Pitt Büerken
my
sister
tells me about the past
and I get
a completely
different image
of my parents
Pitt Büerken
on Frida's doorstep
limonadas sweetened
by
agave
Audrey Quinn
lightning flash
small hands soothe
the
dog to sleep
Audrey Quinn
under the lime tree
a spattering
of
rotten fruit
Audrey Quinn
high season
on sparkling water
a
ferry waits
Audrey Quinn
Me and my mom
Playing with sea shells
It's my dream
Sea shells are her memory
I
am alone now
Manasa Kaliki
Every flower, every life
Their own story, their own tale
Tied
by strings of fate
image and words Manasa Kaliki
embroidered
in the tapestry of the universe
words
the ancient rhythm sung
in
cosmic ancestral chants
Rita Melissano
the sound of a cello
silencing my heart beat
this
longing...
Rita Melissano
end
of the line we could start here
Rita Melissano
delighted
with the unexpected
gift box
her desire for nothing
unwraps
its silky ribbon
Rita Melissano