By Bryan Rickert

the sound of their leaving

geese in the mist

Bryan Rickert

always on the move

   my one sided

      conversation

         with the stream

Bryan Rickert

By Brad Benett

creek trickle

counting the planks

in the boardwalk

Brad Benett

cloud drift

wind wrangles

the chimney smoke

Brad Benett

By Barrie Levine

four-legged sweater

he sniffs his way

to the rainbow bridge

Barrie Levine

freshman dorm

my roommate’s bedspread

clashes with mine

Barrie Levine

By Jovana Dragojlovic

early morning

walking on the edges

of a new day

Jovana Dragojlovic

By Timothy Daly

night beach

these waves

of panic

and calm

Timothy Daly

By Biswajit Mishra

night read

an ant beats me

to Basho

Biswajit Mishra

wrong foot

on freshly mopped floor

my shoe prints

Biswajit Mishra

losing keys

the pleasure

of rediscovering

Biswajit Mishra

such love

the day after Valentine’s

dark chocolates

are all gone leaving

an empty heart

Biswajit Mishra

 

Hayrolls, photo by Biswajit Mishra

 

 

 

 Magpie on Tree-Thaw, photo by Biswajit Mishra

 

 

Full Moon, photo by Biswajit Mishra

By Philip Andrew Lisi

Human Nature

 

glasswing butterfly

 

            I mark its spirals

            and seek a certain release

            in its weightlessness

 

cellophane in silky flight

 

            my son does not see

            his cruel potential

            it is just a bug

 
west wind in summer

 

            he tears wings with glee

            my hands tremble in a breeze

            too cold for August

Philip Andrew Lisi

By Ram Chandran

Cuckoo's Song

from morning

following me everywhere—

this cuckoo's song

 

a cuckoo song

answering

a distant cuckoo song

 

banyan tree—

a cuckoo's song lengthens

through aerial roots



cuckoo's song

in sync with

monsoon rains

Ram Chandran

By Hassane Zemmouri

 

siiiiiiick

 

fast               ing

waiiiiiiiting

evacuation

fading f(l)ame



Hassane Zemmouri

By John Zheng

gossip mill fast food in all seasons

John Zheng

 

long shutdown the stone path sprawled with silence

John Zheng

sundown a hobo’s shadow drags into moonrise

John Zheng

disordered books stacked in order in my mind

John Zheng

By B. L. Bruce

forest path

wooden railing

worn smooth

B. L. Bruce

summer pond

the doe takes

a quiet drink

B. L. Bruce

new moon

the company

of stars

B. L. Bruce

 

hope

the ship’s

light

B. L. Bruce

desert nightfall

sleep comes

with moonlight

B. L. Bruce