By B.A. France

deep

crevice 

in

the

concrete

sidewalk

ant’s eye view


B.A. France

By Vasile Moldovan

covered of snow

the chrysanthemums

fall asleep

Vasile Moldovan

By Lisbeth Ho

a longing for you rings in each christmas song


Lisbeth Ho

By Lucia Cardillo

Christmas Star ...

something unspoken

in her eyes

Lucia Cardillo

By Zdenka Mlinar

Christmas scent

mom's cakes

lack

Zdenka Mlinar

By Helen Ogden

trimming the tree

we bicker over

strands of tinsel

Helen Ogden

Mike Gallagher

sundown

along the mountain range

shrivelled red apple

Mike Gallagher

By Peter Jastermsky

end of life . green apples

Peter Jastermsky

By Florin C. Ciobica

silent night

humming a carol

to my pet

Florin C. Ciobica

By Neena Singh

my dog and I

look for brightness

new moon

Neena Singh

John J. Dunphy

living room

our first real Christmas tree

marked by our dog

John J. Dunphy

By Mariel Herbert

poodle dreams

a cumulus cloud

in the dark

Mariel Herbert

By Jim Niffen

long night moon

shadows dancing on

gravel roads

Jim Niffen

By Mariangela Canzi

winter dusk

cutting onions

for my soup


Mariangela Canzi

By Louise Hopewell

bare maple

a tiny red beanie

trampled in mud

Louise Hopewell

By Baisali Chatterjee Dutt

quilting...

autumn leaves

upon the grass

Baisali Chatterjee Dutt

By Pat Geyer

swedish fish swimming—

in their wake they seem to jump

from gold gummy bears


Pat Geyer

By Peter Jastermsky

internet down. then. we talk

Peter Jastermsky

By Mirela Brăilean

moon landing—

a delayed flock of geese

above water

Mirela Brăilean

By Carmela Marino

low clouds

his last breath

in a handkerchief

Carmela Marino

By Cynthia Anderson

paper and pencil

I leave a trail of breadcrumbs

for the afterlife

Cynthia Anderson

By Robert Moyer

jazz club dancer

squeezed into her dress

my dreams


Robert Moyer

By Maria Cristina Pulvirenti

Winter day

Rainbow falls

on my quiet


Maria Cristina Pulvirenti

By Keith Evetts

over and over

the song

the silence

Keith Evetts

By Helen Ogden

tattered at the toe

the stocking I hung

as a child

Helen Ogden