By Vandana Parashar

women’s day

I buy another bottle

of pepper spray

Vandana Parashar

By Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

once upon a time

a little girl and the sea

-- the seeds of wind

Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

By Kristina Todorova

after the thunderstorm

bird nest

in the split tree

Kristina Todorova

By Barrie Levine

white noise

what’s left

of my dreams

Barrie Levine

By Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

only in dreams

our goodbyes

never end

Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

By Ginny Short

painted ladies float

like fall leaves

on a capricious wind

spin around me

in a color cyclone

Ginny Short

By Teji Sethi

cuckoo --

her tone ripens

with mango blossoms

Teji Sethi

By Cynthia Anderson

holding myself

grateful

for these arms


Cynthia Anderson

By Barrie Levine

I wrap my arms

around her softness

cotton moon

Barrie Levine

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

field of stars

when i read the poems

of Mary Oliver

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Barrie Levine

cooking lesson

gramma teaches me

to pinch spices

Barrie Levine

By Rp Verlaine

break of dawn

the farmer puts on boots

with yesterday's mud

Rp Verlaine

By Dennis Andrew S. Aguinaldo

Our egg tray carried

marbles and hair clips, a swirl

of dusty sunlight.

Dennis Andrew S. Aguinaldo

By Maria Concetta Conti

not thinking

about anything

the snowy volcano

Maria Concetta Conti

By Miriam Sagan

reading haiku—

the length of the toddler’s

tea party


Miriam Sagan

By Nani Mariani

Saturday night

smiling looking at the photo of the laughing bride

Nani Mariani

By Carmela Marino

last farewell

the moon's face

on the calendar

Carmela Marino

By Cynthia Anderson

sunny window—

there’s always

a way out


Cynthia Anderson

By Zoran Doderovic

old kerosene lamp

in the dusty attic

shadows of the past

Zoran Doderovic

By Vandana Parashar

burqa

and yet

catcalls

Vandana Parashar

By Sherry Grant

competition

between brothers

parading wives

Sherry Grant

By Caroline Krakora

night fishing

a mink asks

for a treat


Caroline Krakora

By Ram Chandran

between

thoughts and words

the poetry slips


Ram Chandran

By Ana Drobot

plum blossoms -

the first dresses I bought

from Japan


Ana Drobot

By Patricia Hawkhead

summertime

somewhere

someone


Patricia Hawkhead

By Lee Hudspeth

freight train rumbles by

jarring my bones

a fingertip’s reach

Lee Hudspeth

By Zoran Doderovic

barbed wire

in each drop of rain

another world

Zoran Doderovic

By Pat Geyer

St. Paddy’s Day

a wee bit different this year

outside seats six feet apart —

still, green beer tickles the nose

midst the smell of cabbage


Pat Geyer