By Louise Hopewell

vaccination centre

at the coffee cart

I ask for a double shot

Louise Hopewell

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

behind this silence a twilight in flames

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Teji Sethi

fading sun ...

an eagle’s screech

pierces my melancholy

Teji Sethi

By GRIX

eustasy

the rise and fall

of old feelings

GRIX

By Lori A Minor

social mixer

her drunken smile

full of Gouda

Lori A Minor

By Pippa Phillips

basket of sunflower seeds holding the future for me

Pippa Phillips

By Angiola Ingese

illuminated 

the night without moon-

white flowers

Angiola Ingese

By Marilyn Ward

the ballerina

twirls her tutu...

pink Oleander

Marilyn Ward

By GRIX

mid-sentence a slow-passing comma

GRIX

By Vincenzo Adamo

autumn wind-

I walk with dreams

still in your pocket

Vincenzo Adamo

By Lakshmi Iyer

paddling the stars

in the dark sky

I dream

of heaven beyond

my reach

Lakshmi Iyer

By Teji Sethi

orange hour

sun sinks into

a cloud of dust

Teji Sethi

By Kayla Drouilhet

mid snore…

his hand still rubbing

my back

Kayla Drouilhet

By Pippa Phillips

coffee at midnight

smoke

in a starless sky

Pippa Phillips

By Chen-ou Liu

mountain lake ...

clothed in moonlight

prom date and me

Chen-ou Liu

By Lori A Minor

we jump in

drunk and naked

college fountain

Lori A Minor

By Madeleine Vinluan

grief surfaced

I saw its face

dying moon

Madeleine Vinluan

By Mona Bedi

last breath

three generations

bid farewell

Mona Bedi

By Baisali Chatterjee Dutt

lockdown blues

the parrot beats its wings

against the cage

Baisali Chatterjee Dutt

By John J. Dunphy

my bibliophile friend

an unread book beside him

in the coffin

John J. Dunphy

By Joe Sebastian

nibbling bread crumbs

under the Zen garden bridge

a school of koi

Joe Sebastian

By Claire Ninham

lawn mown —

the distant hum

of a wildflower meadow

Claire Ninham

By Keith Evetts

blots

in my notes the poems

found in clouds

Keith Evetts

By GRIX

cloudbusting, I loosen the rainbow’s colors

GRIX

By John J. Dunphy

graveside service

a mourner's umbrella

too red


John J. Dunphy

By Joanna Ashwell

chalk dust

the tennis ball

bouncing dew


Joanna Ashwell

By Maria Tirenescu

waiting for the eclipse sun and moon


Maria Tirenescu

By Vincenzo Adamo

sparrows. . .

the echo on the bare branches

of your whisper

Vincenzo Adamo