M. R. Pelletier

Time lapse—

   how age reshuffles

   memory’s frames

M. R. Pelletier

By Mary Arnold

Appalachian pond

in the middle of mallards

a single cormorant

Mary Arnold

By Melissa Laussmann

his gentle moves

in morning's first light—

the silkworm

Melissa Laussmann

By David Josephsohn

health crisis

her long journey

to another state


David Josephsohn

Randy Brooks

red button mushrooms

cheerful little fellas

on a rotting log


Randy Brooks

Aline da Silveira

unleash me tsunami heart if you see waves

Aline da Silveira

Pitt Büerken

global warming

the winter coat stays

in the wardrobe

Pitt Büerken

By Amber Winter

sugar scrub polishing off my old self

Amber Winter

By Carmela Marino

my destiny

a seagull driven

by wind


Carmela Marino

By Brad Bennett

one dead tree leaning

on another dead tree leaning

on a live one

Brad Bennett

By Helen Ogden

the shadow I cast

upon the blank page

morning light

Helen Ogden

David Ngo

stone carvings—

yesterdays relived

David Ngo

By Mircea Moldovan

somewhere death wears Santa's hat

Mircea Moldovan

By Nicole Pottier

drums ...

the thrill

of Earth

Nicole Pottier

Ravi Kiran

thunderclap

on a moonless night

your confession

Ravi Kiran

By Lynn Edge

car wash

after a road trip

bugs from two states


Lynn Edge

Bryan Rickert

leaf fall losing count of our kisses

Bryan Rickert

By Barrie Levine

cul-de-sac an argument we can’t turn around
 

Barrie Levine

By Vandana Parashar

the force field around me night jasmine

Vandana Parashar

Mike Fainzilber

a pool

of candlelight

warming the tea


Mike Fainzilber

By Hayley Gibbons

new year steps closer

cloaked in filigree linings

one last look behind

Hayley Gibbons

By Dmitry Peredonov

sunset ...

on the child’s grave

a broken doll

Dmitry Peredonov

Katherine E Winnick

the moth

eaten kimono

in the cupboard

Katherine E Winnick

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monsoon

the moonflower

awakens


Katherine E Winnick

By Bipasha Majumder (De)

sulky afternoon

she weaves thoughts of

soldier son

Bipasha Majumder (De)

By Kelly Sargent

her bedroom as she left it

the jewelry box ballerina

stops twirling

Kelly Sargent