By Timothy Daly

unsaved number

telling her

I met someone

Timothy Daly

By Sharon Martina

night-blooming jasmine

a whiff

of moonlight

Sharon Martina

By Eugeniusz Zacharski

sunlight

bit by bit

blossom

Eugeniusz Zacharski

By Srinivasa Rao Sambangi

giving the poet

a longer life

late-blooming cherries

Srinivasa Rao Sambangi

By Govind Joshi

in the cornfield

a lone woman

looks at the future

Govind Joshi

By K. Ramesh

long journey...

mirage after

mirage

K. Ramesh

By Tuyet Van Do

paramedic class

students stand in line

sterilizing hands


Tuyet Van Do

By Shasta Hatter

homegrown tomatoes

in the break room

comradery

Shasta Hatter

By Paula Sears

day moon

slipping off her fairy wings

for naptime

Paula Sears

 

dawn curled in the field a fawn

Paula Sears

riding

the train wind . . .

seeds of wildflowers

Paula Sears

orchard sundown . . .

the porcupine nibbles

a dropped apple

Paula Sears

fiddlers’ festival

a kick of hickory

in the pulled pork

Paula Sears

By Nicoletta Ignatti

low tide —

adding a day

to my years

Nicoletta Ignatti

autumn deepens —

the many varieties

of shadows

Nicoletta Ignatti

By Brad Bennett

milkweed pods

the jagged path

of a monarch

Brad Bennett

 

crossing the state line

in a pickup truck

a boulder

Brad Bennett

By Melissa Leaf Nelson

dry corn stalks

creaking in the wind

ghost stories


Melissa Leaf Nelson

 

still pond

a dragonfly

stitches the cattails


Melissa Leaf Nelson

By Sébastien Revon

the same wind yet not the same autumn equinox

Sébastien Revon

a hearse passes by…

my child asks a question

we cannot answer

Sébastien Revon

By Deborah A. Bennett

now i am the age

my brother never was —

frost moon dawn

Deborah A. Bennett

By Diane Funston

noble juniper watches

centuries of dryness

deep prayer to rain gods


Diane Funston

By DJ Tyrer

thunder

tension breaks

coolness

DJ Tyrer

By Mona Bedi

rocking chair —

dad's last summer

on the porch


Mona Bedi

woodsmoke

the memory of you

in each corner


Mona Bedi

riverside meditation

the Ganges meanders

through me


Mona Bedi

By Stacy Taylor

traffic jam

he tells me

he may walk

Stacy Taylor

thin apartment walls

trying not to sleep

with strangers

Stacy Taylor

wearing

my mother’s gold ring

the weight of it

Stacy Taylor

after the funeral

missing

my freeway exit

Stacy Taylor