By Padma Rajeswari Tata

sundowner

a splash of colors

in my glass

Padma Rajeswari Tata

sleepless

one by one by one …

the swoosh of cars

Padma Rajeswari Tata

By David Ngo

A kite flies freely,

harmonising with the breeze,

its string broken,

surrendering to

the destiny of the wind.

David Ngo

Elephants and turtles

dance in the wind,

while lemongrass and tom yum

swirl in the air,

amidst a babel of languages.

David Ngo

By Ravi Kiran

night lightning

the restlessness

in the stables

Ravi Kiran

koi pond

no sign that says

no fishing

Ravi Kiran

By Krzysztof Kokot

Afghan flower girl—

bunches of pink tulip

in her black eyes

Krzysztof Kokot

 

the war—

at the butcher's door

skinny dog

Krzysztof Kokot

By Govind Joshi

spring breeze

through the stairway window

the pines

Govind Joshi

spring rain

in the silence

a brown leaf

Govind Joshi

By Deborah Karl-Brandt

strawberries

summer feelings up by two euros

than the year before

Deborah Karl-Brandt

 

perfect summer days for snails another downpour

Deborah Karl-Brandt

By Neena Singh

summer day

a surfer rides

the rising sun


Neena Singh

my arms

cradle the dog

into the grave

Neena Singh

By Tony Williams

city pigeons

always something

to peck at


Tony Williams

 

thunder

answering thunder

with thunder

Tony Williams

By Françoise Maurice

street light

the distant echo

of a birthday party

Françoise Maurice

 

every so often

through the clouds

the Moon

Françoise Maurice

By Marilyn Ashbaugh

jam session

a cupboard lined

with mason jars

Marilyn Ashbaugh

the daisies

say it best

morning sun

Marilyn Ashbaugh

By M. R. Pelletier

Space station—

   who hears the mouse’s

   frightened squeak?

M. R. Pelletier

Kitchen window—

   a stray dog

   in the front yard

M. R. Pelletier

By Nisha Raviprasad

sunflowers

my shadow and I

move around

Nisha Raviprasad

broken vase

I bottle my tears

once again

Nisha Raviprasad

By Jovana Dragojlovic

after all this time...

chocolate donut

touches my lips

Jovana Dragojlovic

somewhere else...

sounds like a place without

any problem

Jovana Dragojlovic

By Oana Maria Cercel

tangled

in the moonlit clouds

my sobriety

Oana Maria Cercel

missing you

another morning

lasts a year

Oana Maria Cercel

hazy hills

Oana Maria Cercel