By Helen Ogden

tattered at the toe

the stocking I hung

as a child

Helen Ogden

By Maya Daneva

dusk

the shadows of the nutcrackers

at the Christmas market

Maya Daneva

By Richard Bailly

monarch butterfly

delivering a message

from the great unknown

Richard Bailly

By Chen-ou Liu

old immigrant

how many Pacific waves

lap at my feet

Chen-ou Liu

By Barrie Levine

mom’s fine china

the gold rim

of an eclipse

Barrie Levine

By Manoj Sharma

wildfire . . .

the madness

of gusty winds

Manoj Sharma

By Joanna Ashwell

I slowly stir

amongst ancient runes

where trees sing

their branches like harps

stringing sunbeams

Joanna Ashwell

By Veronika Zora Novak

note by note . . .

a violin gathers

the last star

Veronika Zora Novak

By Robert Moyer

video call

the way you become

a landscape

Robert Moyer

By Pat Davis

kindergarten

that time before

mirrors

Pat Davis

By Scott Wiggerman

blue spruce not blue but spruce

Scott Wiggerman

By Florin C. Ciobica

a snowplow rumbling through my nightmare

Florin C. Ciobica

By Roberta Beach Jacobson

something fishy on my plate

Roberta Beach Jacobson

By Arvinder Kaur

getting(make) over

Arvinder Kaur

By B.A. France

gravel lane looking skyward alone

B.A. France

By Kelly Sauvage

dusty leaves the scent of someone else’s syrup
 

Kelly Sauvage

By Agus Maulana Sunjaya

winter rain dragging my shadow on the sidewalk


Agus Maulana Sunjaya

By Bee Jay

open wide

says my narrow-minded

dentist

Bee Jay