John Pappas

waving wild switchgrass how little we know

John Pappas

Ruth Holzer

our footsteps

clattering on the stone bridge

together

in unwelcome dawn

we go our separate ways

Ruth Holzer

By Helen Ogden

second amendment

bearing the weight

of hindsight

Helen Ogden

By Maria Cristina Pulvirenti

Break in Kiev

A soldier paints birds in flight

June cadre



Maria Cristina Pulvirenti

Joseph P. Wechselberger

chalk drawings

the mailman jumps over

her rainbow

Joseph P. Wechselberger

Chen-ou Liu

Pride Parade

the way he looks at me

with kerosene-blue eyes

Chen-ou Liu

Maya Daneva

moon path

just enough to fit

the sharp-nosed boat

Maya Daneva

Joanna Ashwell

mid-hour

finding time

inside silence

Joanna Ashwell

By Pippa Phillips

ginko walk

the imperfect medicine

of time

Pippa Phillips

Arvinder Kaur

a lullaby

in the fragrant breeze

hometown

Arvinder Kaur

Katherine E Winnick

featherlight jewel

at the nape of her neck

containing arsenic

Katherine E Winnick

Mona Bedi

quagmire walk

the situations i try

to avoid

Mona Bedi

By Mircea Moldovan

the easy step

of a courier

morning glory

Mircea Moldovan

By Ray Spitzenberger

clay

pot

bleeds

red

lilies

Ray Spitzenberger

John Pappas

even in the driving rain her red lipstick

John Pappas

By Keith Evetts

agreeing with each other shrunken heads

Keith Evetts

Chen-ou Liu

100 days

she's been gone with no trace

the bar of soap

still shaped by her hand

that once caressed me

Chen-ou Liu

By Samo Kreutz

silent movie ...

another conversation

with teenage daughter

Samo Kreutz

By Elena Malec

roles

choosing between king

and joker

Elena Malec

Susan Burch

the first taste

of summer

sipping lemonade

so tart

it made our lips pucker

Susan Burch

By Florin C. Ciobica

a warm breeze

slipping through the pines...

voices from childhood

Florin C. Ciobica

By Tim Murphy

summer stroll

the sharp sounds

of garden clippers

Tim Murphy

Susan Burch

a line of elephants

linked from trunk to tail

why aren’t we

protecting ourselves

and each other

Susan Burch

By Florin C. Ciobica

dawn chill...

the garden dwarf's urge

for a fairy tale

Florin C. Ciobica

By Tim Murphy

sunny morning

an ant carries a piece of bark

across the sidewalk

Tim Murphy