autumn
storm –
the notes of the wind knocking on the window
Elena
Zouain
Cold Moon Journal
Tuesday, September 10, 2024
By Joseph Kleponis
vanishing
point –
parallel tracks roll on
destination
unknown
Joseph Kleponis
I
heard you singing
soft and sweet –
or was it the
wind?
Joseph Kleponis
By Ana Drobot
haijin debate –
behind Basho’s frog
interjections
Ana Drobot
autumn leaves
just me, myself and I
same old song
over and over
again
Ana Drobot
By Russell Dupont
Sitting by the bank
of the Saco, I gaze at
my daughter Kristen
and her friend, like two Naiads
frolicking
on the water.
Russell Dupont
By Maya Daneva
oppressive heat
only cicadas accompany me
at
dad’s grave
Maya Daneva
this woodpecker’s tapping
in the morning
in
the afternoon
Maya Daneva
Saturday, September 7, 2024
By Nancie Zivetz-Gertler
soon to break open
with what she hasn't yet said
the
thundering sky
Nancie Zivetz-Gertler
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