By Janet Ruth

shattering

morning silence

the donkey's complaint

Janet Ruth

By Katie Montagna

low tide—

puppy's sandy prints

on my jeans

Katie Montagna

By Alaka Y

lack of sheep

I spend the night

counting past mistakes

Alaka Y

pink slip

watching a backyard bird

anew

Alaka Y

By Jovana Dragojlovic

moon rise...

crossing a threshold of

dream world

Jovana Dragojlovic

By j rap

American sunlight –

the bricklayer bathed

in his homeland’s tunes

j rap

church steps

from a bundle of blankets

a quiet cough

j rap

By Chen-ou Liu

forest bathing

I follow the footsteps

of my inner child

Chen-ou Liu

fiftieth birthday

halfway to the summit

in silence

Chen-ou Liu

gnarled roots

the family stories

left untold

Chen-ou Liu

By Gary D. Grossman

As hours darken

a lone candle is the guide

wax drips on a hand

Gary D. Grossman

By Tuyet Van Do

Buddha's Day festival

guarding the temple entrance

dragon statues

Tuyet Van Do

By Govind Joshi

new restaurant

the menu

in the mailbox

Govind Joshi

By Ravi Kiran

lighting up

the silence between us

fireflies

Ravi Kiran

Loch Ness

these things below

a calm surface

Ravi Kiran

By Richard Bailly

running out

of tales to tell—

driftwood

Richard Bailly

midnight

closing in

foghorn

Richard Bailly

By Timothy Daly

Dad’s birthday remembering the forget-me-nots


Timothy Daly

By Steliana Cristina Voicu

journey back home

I turn off the air conditioner

and open the car window

to feel the fragrance

of the rural summer herbs

Steliana Cristina Voicu

By John J. Dunphy

birding walk

a cardinal provides

the soundtrack for

our first kiss

John J. Dunphy

swimming match

winner's face wet

with tears

John J. Dunphy

By Joshua St. Claire

high-rise

the ventral architecture

of stinkbugs


Joshua St. Claire

By Christa Pandey

wave after wave

crashing on rocks

constant back pain


Christa Pandey

outdoor café

crow and sparrow

eye the same cake crumbs


Christa Pandey

By Douglas J. Lanzo

driftwood turtles

currents of our lives

part undersea

Douglas J. Lanzo

By Robert Epstein

all-night storm

too long, the poem

about nothing

Robert Epstein