unfinished story
another morning
of
frost stars
Joanna Ashwell
on Frida's doorstep
limonadas sweetened
by
agave
Audrey Quinn
lightning flash
small hands soothe
the
dog to sleep
Audrey Quinn
under the lime tree
a spattering
of
rotten fruit
Audrey Quinn
high season
on sparkling water
a
ferry waits
Audrey Quinn
Me and my mom
Playing with sea shells
It's my dream
Sea shells are her memory
I
am alone now
Manasa Kaliki
Every flower, every life
Their own story, their own tale
Tied
by strings of fate
image and words Manasa Kaliki
embroidered
in the tapestry of the universe
words
the ancient rhythm sung
in
cosmic ancestral chants
Rita Melissano
the sound of a cello
silencing my heart beat
this
longing...
Rita Melissano
end
of the line we could start here
Rita Melissano
delighted
with the unexpected
gift box
her desire for nothing
unwraps
its silky ribbon
Rita Melissano
at sunrise
rows of sandcastles
return
to sea
Melissa Laussmann
twilight sky
in quiet contemplation
just
a bird and me
Melissa Laussmann
clouds
drifting
apart
Mark Gilbert
my early times
challenging lifestyle
address
unknown
image and words Mark Gilbert
children’s laughter
catching soap bubbles
with
a butterfly net
Stephanie Zepherelli
foggy morning
forgotten dreams
on
the pillow
Stephanie Zepherelli
empty bed
sitting in the rocking chair
remembering
Stephen Jarrell Williams
she has a way
to stop and start
hearts
Stephen Jarrell Williams
summer sea—
the wings of a seagull
enliven
the sky
Nicoletta Ignatti
scorching
sun—
living in the shadow
of
myself
Nicoletta Ignatti
paling
sky
the poison flower
blooms
B. L. Bruce
equinox—
Saturn’s
dance
with the moon
B. L. Bruce
withered
roses . . .
a love story
ended too soon
Rosa Maria Di Salvatore
cruel
world . . .
yet many roses
in bloom
Rosa Maria Di
Salvatore
reaching out
the teenager’s gaze
into
the void
Sébastien Revon
writer’s block
— somewhere
the blackbird
Sébastien Revon
bare feet encounter
Coney Island sand
feeling
the burn
Patricia Carragon
tar on sidewalk
melts like chocolate
in
the heat
Patricia Carragon
back home
from voting
the forgotten chocolate
in my pocket
gone
soft
Randy Brooks
life of a poet
raising a few
choice
words
in
the garden
Randy Brooks