darkness . . .
the owl's hoot
flies away
Kathleen Vasek Trocmet
just
big enough for us—
country church
Pippa Phillips
golden hour—
he rakes his shadow
into the leaves
afternoon rain . . .
bookmarking
soup recipes
the lightness of being a butterfly
Ram Chandran
virgin beach baby turtles rush to the sea
Tsanka Shishkova
Indian summer
smiles return
under the bridge
Vincenzo Adamo
blood stains
under the pale moonlight
a poacher
Mircea Moldovan
old grief–
the leaves that refuse to change colour
Mona Bedi
the (in)visible scars inflicted by you
empty well
only the echo
of a falling leaf
Alvin B. Cruz
fish in stream the river that never was
Roberta Beach Jacobson
bustling
saturday city
the river's silence
Brendan Duffin
empty platform ...
I can't
let you go
Diana Teneva
the rose
falling out its petals—
chemo seanceRemzi Gülsün
a jar of rain
on his grave—
rainbow
Mariangela Canzi
Days of Awe—
praying for a kind stranger
or angel
to place pebbles
on the family graves
Ruth Holzer
tree frog sonata in g
before I sleep
Reid Hepworth