By Alvin B. Cruz

full moon

three nights in a row

still in love

Alvin B. Cruz

*

 

more than the flowers the scent of the flower vendor

Alvin B. Cruz

By Christina Chin and Uchechukwu Onyedikam

sweltering Lagos traffic —

juice in a bottle

cold pressed cane

bumper to bumper

sugarcane ants

Christina Chin / Uchechukwu Onyedikam

By Adrian Bouter

empty sky some things never come

Adrian Bouter

By Madeleine Vinluan

not much can change the world now except for the clouds

Madeleine Vinluan

By Simon De Courcey

The etiquette

of crows –

anything goes

Simon De Courcey

By Daniela Rodi

moonlit solitude...

a lone crow

in a bare tree

Daniela Rodi

By Meera Rehm

bitter morning

a wet leaf attaches

to my shoe

Meera Rehm

*

 

changing seasons. . .

the never ending cycle

of war and peace

Meera Rehm

By Kerry J Heckman

ukraine border town every sunset sacred

Kerry J Heckman

By Rob McKinnon

liberation…

invaders’ dead bodies

lie in the streets

Rob McKinnon

By Lynn Edge

final hymn

all five brothers

together now

Lynn Edge

*

 

a river of stars

down the wet highway

holiday traffic 

Lynn Edge

 

*

 

mowing canceled

dandelions and violets

in full bloom
 

Lynn Edge

By Deborah P Kolodji

those things

which should remain hidden

low tide

Deborah P Kolodji

*

 

dolphin performance

a whole family too seasick

to notice


Deborah P Kolodji

 

*

cold dripping rain

car beeps echo

in the stairwell

Deborah P Kolodji

By Keith Evetts

war of words

poets look 

for a retreat

Keith Evetts

By John Pappas

potter’s field

even the wind

unnamed

John Pappas

By Susan Bonk Plumridge

introvert tension–

the hairdresser 

just keeps on talking

Susan Bonk Plumridge

By Maya Daneva

Big Sur trail…

looking at each other

from two different rocks

Maya Daneva

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

dewdrop

all i want

is to be soft

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

*

 

when i close my eyes all the stars

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Mona Bedi

road journey

the shadow of a cloud

travels with me

Mona Bedi

*

 

worn out—

the comfort

of old clothes

Mona Bedi

By Sean O’Connor

first cold snap

all the graves quilted

with autumn leaves

Sean O’Connor