By Ellen Kom

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cloud rumble the   c          v    of his punch
                                     e

Ellen Kom

By Katja Fox

putting on her dress —

the whistle

of the cuckoo clock

Katja Fox

By Bipasha Majumder (De)

poppy field

my pleasure replaced

by pain

Bipasha Majumder (De)

 

By Angiola Inglese

petals in the wind…

one flower, another flower…

petals on the ground


Angiola Inglese

Mike Fainzilber

desert night

only the stars

cannot hide

Mike Fainzilber

Mike Gallagher

summer long

wishing the pangs of love

might end

Mike Gallagher

By Kelly Sargent

wearing mom’s sweater

her arms

around me again

Kelly Sargent

M. R. Pelletier

Kansas summer—

   more shades of green

   than I know the names of

M. R. Pelletier

By Bonnie J Scherer

the dish runs away

with the curds and whey

while the cow jumps over the moon …

Bonnie J Scherer

By Mike Turner

Be patient in change

As a sleeping butterfly

Awakes in beauty


Mike Turner

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Droplet of water

Thrown from face of ocean’s wave

Apart, yet of all

Mike Turner

By Sreenath

frozen Niagara

thawing in the spring . . .

finally

i yield

to her love

Sreenath

By Michael Minassian

Used book sale

poetry on the back table—

I linger too long.

Michael Minassian

By Louise Hopewell

zipping our rain jackets

to the chin

frog song


Louise Hopewell

Maya Daneva

dusty flipflops

another summer month

passing me by

Maya Daneva

Joanna Ashwell

tugboat

dream to dream

hour by hour

Joanna Ashwell

By Deborah Karl-Brandt

autumn wind

in her address book

names

Deborah Karl-Brandt

 

*

 

two of us

another sleepless night

spring moon

Deborah Karl-Brandt

By Laura Marino Trotta

winter kiss —

the snow falling slowly

between earth and sky


Laura Marino Trotta

Françoise Maurice

Riverside

the constant stare

of the old fisherman

Françoise Maurice

Anthony Lusardi

rolling meatballs

her sunken eyes

her dilated pupils

Anthony Lusardi

By Michelle V. Alkerton

initialism

disease progression

now four letters

Michelle V. Alkerton

 

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food bank line

empty hands

holding her place

Michelle V. Alkerton