waiting
for
the storm to pass . . .
counting seconds
between the
flash
and the boom
Anthony Lusardi
waiting
for
the storm to pass . . .
counting seconds
between the
flash
and the boom
Anthony Lusardi
Three hours
before the alarm—patterns
in the ceiling
M.
R. Pelletier
Sunday in the park—
a sermon
of barks
M. R.
Pelletier
breaking news
from Tokyo
cherry
blossoms
Shawn Blair
old headstones
the preacher
leans
on his wife
Shawn Blair
grey morning
along an eagle’s flight
the
passing sky
Ishan Anagh
a bookmark…
carried from book to book
endings
Ishan Anagh
late afternoon –
my father’s voice
growing
old in the wind
Ishan Anagh
first buds
heed its call
spring
moon
Melissa Laussmann
cherry blossoms–
this ephemeral life
whispers
in the dark
Melissa Laussmann
twilight breeze–
the scent of jasmine
lingers
on her robe
Melissa Laussmann
Mother Earth
on
life support
Susan Yavaniski
dark sky sanctuary
the Dipper catches
another
satellite
Susan Yavaniski
mud season
up to my ears
in
travel brochures
Susan Yavaniski
melting glacier
a loophole
in
the law
Susan Yavaniski
day moon
just a fable
in
darkness
Joanna Ashwell
night lantern
the wishing star
of
a dream
Joanna
Ashwell
snow dark
the inner silence
of
a wish
Joanna Ashwell
head banging
to a backbeat
the
mosh pit mayhem
Wanda Amos
common sense calls…
breaking the glass ceiling
with self-belief
she cuts through
the
bullshit
Wanda Amos
date night where to now
Wanda Amos
pressing snooze
...again
the
cat and i
Wanda
Amos
waning moon
the point he tries to make
fading
Sharon Ferrante
he can’t sleep
so he writes me a poem
about the cricket
in the corner
that
never sleeps
Sharon Ferrante
afternoon tea
strong stories
brewing
Sharon Ferrante
a long day
I shake the regrets
from
my wings
Sharon Ferrante
primeval atom
expanding infinitely
time
and space
Richard Bailly
heading
toward the coast
night
rain
Richard Bailly
spring
deepens the colour of this tree
Maya Daneva
marshy lake
on either side
mating
frogs
Maya Daneva
valley of flowers
entering the twilight
mountain
trail
Govind Joshi
early departure
the silence
of
the chicks
Govind Joshi
reaching
through the chain-link fence
one
white iris
Ruth Holzer
at the end
of the familiar journey
this time
I won't find mom or dad
or
anyone I know
Ruth Holzer
in the woods
a loneliness silenced
by
birdsong
Alvin B. Cruz
hospice window
moonlight enters
without
permission
Alvin B. Cruz