winter fog
the colour of silence
is greyMona Bedi
The clacking of clogs
On a well-heeled street.
Thunderclouds spitting at rooftops.
Frank William Finney
wounded moon
the hermit's prayer
a scream
Mircea Moldovan
vortex my cerebral cortex
Keith Evetts
crack in the glass
sealed by ticks of ice
holds all winterRon Scully
autumn trail—
I feel like a leaf
in a dream
Vincenzo Adamo
a 14-point buck
the veteran hunter
lowers his rifle
John J. Dunphy
encyclopedia
dust covers everything
day moon
I stir the remaining dream
in the coffee
Ram Chandran
after the eulogy crowsKeith Evetts
waves across a floating refugee arc of searchlights
Joe Sebastian