By Belinda Behne (from 2024)

afternoon tea

her shadow 

arrives first

—Belinda Behne

the stars call my name

reminding me to look up

into forever

—Belinda Behne

 Editor's Note: These are from the "lost poems" chosen by founding editor, Roberta Beach Jacobson. 

By Bryan Rickert (from 2024)

 

slowly 

going over the falls

sunrise

—Bryan Rickert

always

like she’s on the catwalk

my cat

—Bryan Rickert

waking up

to fresh snow

today

feels like a good day

to begin again

—Bryan Rickert

Editor's Note: These are from the "lost poems" chosen by founding editor, Roberta Beach Jacobson. 

By Jay Friedenberg

USB port

always slotting it

the wrong way

—Jay Friedenberg

Rorschach clouds

the disapproving glare

of dad's face

—Jay Friedenberg

By Steliana Cristina Voicu

after the rain… 

a bellflower greeting 

the moon

—Steliana Cristina Voicu

peonies in bloom

the one near the yard

no one knows about

—Steliana Cristina Voicu

By Krzysztof Kokot

dawn-

one red stocking

under the bed

—Krzysztof Kokot

By Mark Hendrickson

fall migration

choosing a new bird

to follow

—Mark Hendrickson

By Robert Witmer

churchyard

an ancient yew

bent with snow

—Robert Witmer

a marked page

in a library book

dating app

—Robert Witmer

By Oliver Kleyer

every year

the walk over the graveyard

takes longer

—Oliver Kleyer

By John Zheng

Fox News

the parrot falls quiet

on my shoulder

—John Zheng

By Alvin B. Cruz

table for two

the melting candle

between us

—Alvin B. Cruz

cherry blossoms

in late spring

the tree i planted

though i will not sit

in its shade

—Alvin B. Cruz

another home

in ruins

winter deepens

—Alvin B. Cruz

the letter

that never reached you

wisteria blossoms

—Alvin B. Cruz

By Steve Black (from 2024)

back in town 

going by a different name

too late to run

too late to be forgiven

hurricane season

—Steve Black

painkiller

she washes the day

from my back

anoints oil to the scars

that never go away

—Steve Black

the back door

into the night

i left open

i thought 

she would close

—Steve Black

Editor's Note: These are from the "lost poems" chosen by founding editor, Roberta Beach Jacobson. 

By Aja Rhianna

last pail of milk 

we say goodbye 

to our favorite cow 

—Aja Rhianna

gentle waves 

the calm 

before moonlight

—Aja Rhianna

By Kavita Ratna

threadbare blanket 

on the other side 

a new day

—Kavita Ratna

by Nicoletta Ignatti

moonspots... 

she keeps all her secrets

to herself 

—Nicoletta Ignatti

spring twilight- 

telling her 

we will no longer be friends

—Nicoletta Ignatti

By Sarah Mahina Calvello

the smell

of flowers in blushing

burnt sun

—Sarah Mahina Calvello

By Marylyn Burridge

unsteady

on my bruised ego

apache plume

—Marylyn Burridge

By Deborah Karl-Brandt

cat's eyes

the blackbird tunes into

fortissimo

—Deborah Karl-Brandt

worn-out socks

learning how to mend them

into a haiku

—Deborah Karl-Brandt

By Partha Sarkar

bird twitching 

its tail—waves

in the sun.

—Partha Sarkar

By John J. Dunphy

outdoor nativity scene

one of the Wise Men

facing the wrong way

—John J. Dunphy

his last road trip

my friend arrives

at the cemetery

—John J. Dunphy 

By Vickie Yiannoulou

old bedroom

a bassinet holds

one tiny sock

—Vickie Yiannoulou