By Maya Daneva

crabs

rushing to their hiding spots

the feet of this toddler

Maya Daneva

By Regina Florene P. Tan

I miss you like a home

But one that’s unrecognizable

Repainted, long gone

Regina Florene P. Tan

By Ellen Kom

Mother’s Day

slipping in mud 

at the cemetery

Ellen Kom

By Maria Cristina Pulvirenti

Ink painting

Mantle of snow

well defined


Maria Cristina Pulvirenti

By Adrian Bouter

frosted trees a branch of silence

Adrian Bouter 

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month of birth the unmarked date

Adrian Bouter 

*

 

sleet I dream the map of Spain

Adrian Bouter

By Ranice Tara

unknowing the path stream leaves

Ranice Tara

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water rushing the funeral flowers

Ranice Tara

By Priti Khullar

whirlpool of life

I toss between

sunrise and sunsets

Priti Khullar

By Hassane Zemmouri

fever night...

rolling

amongst nightmares

Hassane Zemmouri

By Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

wall of clouds —

sometimes I sleep

with the light on

Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

*

day moon

I indulge in the luxury

of illusions

Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

By Govind Joshi

set to leave

with the dawn

a train whistles

Govind Joshi

*

 

step farms

we start

for the moon

Govind Joshi

*

waiting for spring

a solitary

sparrow

Govind Joshi

By Kavita Ratna

wrapped up

in aroma of tea

laced fingers

Kavita Ratna

By Douglas J. Lanzo

ocean pulse

the surge of bubbled tide

swaying through kelp forests

Douglas J. Lanzo

By Refika Dedić

crystals

on the surface of the snow

invitation to dance


Refika Dedić 

*

winter sun—

shivering on the bench

frozen flower

Refika Dedić

By Ann Sullivan

train whistle

from the attic

paper-mache mountain

Ann Sullivan

*

 

bobbing

in a metal bucket

ice moon

Ann Sullivan

By Robert Witmer

anvil

the ring of steel

for a bride

Robert Witmer

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lilacs

in the breeze

she whispers in the baby's ear
 

Robert Witmer

By Lisa C. Reynolds

fragile roots

burrow deeper —

February blues

Lisa C. Reynolds

By Muskaan Ahuja

long bus ride…

someone cracks

a peanut shell

Muskaan Ahuja

By Ruth Holzer

I'm still

traveling this

open road

hard to imagine it

running out

Ruth Holzer