spring cleaning
the laughing buddha full of dust
Mona Bedi
dripping with honey
the bee-color
of hot corn bread
Barrie Levine
day's end a conference of six crows beginsManoj Sharma
stop press --
story line changed
in my life
Ram Chandran
spring sunshowers
on plate of pasta...
potpourri of emotions
Nudurupati Nagasri
twilight
the forest absorbs
my shadow
Pat Davis
plowing in the sky --
the departure
of the cranes
Vasile Moldovan
galaxies
within and without
a divine jigsaw
Neena Singh
the same moon
in Kabul
a different breeze
Wilda Morris
loneliness --
each one locked inside
his cell phoneKyoko Bengala
somewhere
the women gather
children's tears
Mircea Moldovan
rain patter something akin to love
Kelly Sauvage
A lizard hunts a beetle on the cupboard hinge. Squish.
Dennis Andrew Aguinaldo
zero gravity the way we play with puppetsKelly Sauvage
Crescent moon
Silver is lost in the path
Maria Cristina Pulvirenti
illuminating
my inner emptiness
refrigerator light
J.R. Gaskin
winter lake—
a song in the seams
of its surface
Pippa Phillips
agitation -- inside are oleanders and a lot of insomnia
Kyoko Bengala