By Vasile Moldovan

cloudy day -

in the seedling

all the lights are on

Vasile Moldovan

By Nisha Raviprasad

in the wind

among the dandelions

a child's laughter

Nisha Raviprasad

By Susan Bonk Plumridge

violets

winter sunshine through the 

south window 

 

Susan Bonk Plumridge

By Veronika Zora Novak

its scent

before i feel it

plum rain

Veronika Zora Novak

Mike Gallagher

wolf moon

a little red riding hood

by gran’s bedside

Mike Gallagher

By Nicky Gutierrez

slapping wind

the pile of leaves

in my face

Nicky Gutierrez

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

twinkling frost

but i call it

magic

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Richa Sharma

cold

like a cemetery's prayer

his words

Richa Sharma

By kaiser v kahn

ice flowers shaping my loneliness

kaiser v kahn

By Neena Singh

climbing uphill —

prayer flags beckon

the breeze

Neena Singh

By Peter Jastermsky

handsewn dreams a careful stitching of breath

 

Peter Jastermsky

By Rp Verlaine

the angler

reels me in

with mischievous eyes

 

Rp Verlaine

Stephen Jarrell Williams

night river

low fog over cool waters

floating in a dream

Stephen Jarrell Williams

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

along the pond’s surface moonlight dreams

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

Maya Daneva

a zen garden

listening to the fall

of another pine needle

Maya Daneva

By kaiser v kahn

winter moon

above the fireplace

a moth

kaiser v kahn

By Maria Teresa Sisti

I choke -

the moon so far

so thin

 

 Maria Teresa Sisti

By Christina Apetrei

cold moon 

between us 

light years

Christina Apetrei

By Mihai Moldoveanu

night on the lake -

throwing the fishing rod

in the Great Chariot

Mihai Moldoveanu

By Terrie Jacks

spring evening

the scent

of a skunk

Terrie Jacks

By Veronika Zora Novak

from the eye

of a peacock feather

deeper blues

Veronika Zora Novak

By Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

white hair

monochrome whisper

of solitude

Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

By Neena Singh

our conversation

connecting the dots

past to present

Neena Singh

By Rp Verlaine

the ashtray tells me

how many cigarettes

I’ve had since quitting

Rp Verlaine

By Peter Jastermsky

a safe for nightkeeping the rubric of tears

 

Peter Jastermsky