By John J. Dunphy

I blinked and missed it —

the present

became the past

John J. Dunphy

alley drinkers

veterans of different wars share

the same bottle

John J. Dunphy

By Joshua St. Claire

gold leaf

I page

through Keats

Joshua St. Claire

Verdi's A

a house wren

plucking a cosmic string

Joshua St. Claire

nothing more to see here waning crescent moon

Joshua St. Claire

color theory

the changing waves

of sky, sea, and shell

Joshua St. Claire

whitecaps

universes come into existence

then collapse

Joshua St. Claire

By Bryan Rickert

never

a moment of rest

all night

alone in this room

with a mosquito

Bryan Rickert

leaf fall losing another reason to stay

Bryan Rickert

 

 

between waves the piper’s tiny cry

 
Bryan Rickert

By J. D. Nelson

arctic blast day two

agoraphobia mixed

with cabin fever

J. D. Nelson

I take out the trash

& look up to see the moon

seems full but it’s not

J. D. Nelson

halfway thru winter

the young man across the hall

lets his front door slam

J. D. Nelson

By Tuyet Van Do

underground rumbles ...

on the cracked pavements

deserted vehicles

Tuyet Van Do

By Jovana Dragojlovic

evening

river of cars

flows slowly


Jovana Dragojlovic

winter evening

winds whisper a song

of the frost


Jovana Dragojlovic

By Zdenka Mlinar

and this March

is a prisoner

war madness —

in the gardens

only ashes


Zdenka Mlinar

~~

i ovaj ožujak

je zarobljenik

  ratnog ludila —

u vrtovima

samo pepeo


Zdenka Mlinar

Spring

on a meadow

of my childhood —

a bouquet of daisies

for mom

Zdenka Mlinar


~~

proljeće

na livadi

mojeg djetinjstva —

buket tratinčica

za mamu

Zdenka Mlinar

By Wanda Amos

flashing lights

on the wet road

a soul lost

Wanda Amos

By Partha Sarkar

At night

A firefly with its light..

My thoughts

Very often get the address

To send a letter to my inertia.

Partha Sarkar

By Vandana Parashar

fifty-eight

the age my father

never reached

Vandana Parashar

therapy

lying on my back

watching the sky

Vandana Parashar

By Deborah Karl-Brandt

news on TV

choosing to write about

pink tulips

Deborah Karl-Brandt