By Tim Murphy

finding the shop closed

during opening hours

Mercury Retrograde

Tim Murphy

By Mircea Moldovan

drizzle

the freckles on her face

one by one

Mircea Moldovan

By Chen-ou Liu

sound of spring rain

two umbrellas move closer

to each other

Chen-ou Liu

By Priti Khullar

old photo album

rain trickles down

my window

Priti Khullar

By Keith Evetts

YouTube listening to the nightingale 

Keith Evetts

By John Hawkhead

drifting mist

she has become

someone else

John Hawkhead

By Sherry Grant

the world scatters growing up once so close


Sherry Grant

By John Hawkhead

deep in her pocket

a shallow layer of dust

that once was someone

John Hawkhead

By Silk~

before dinner starlings peppering the reeds

Silk~

By Refika Dedić

darkness

illuminating the path

fireflies

Refika Dedić

By Jim Niffen

harvest moon

silently leads me

to your shores

Jim Niffen

By Silk~

cold moon    white spruce trees in a huddle

Silk~

By Lisbeth Ho

faintly heard

gu-zheng strings plucked

under this full moon

soothes the waves of longing for

my ancestors’ land an ocean apart

Lisbeth Ho

By Sherry Grant

poetry a secret code where tomorrow

Sherry Grant

By Minal Sarosh

autumn leaf

pressed between pages

my thoughts

Minal Sarosh

By Sherry Grant

smiling through apocalypse the new normal

Sherry Grant

By Maria Cristina Pulvirenti

Shooter moon

The solitude assails me

at twilight 

Maria Cristina Pulvirenti

By Roberta Beach Jacobson

rumors of war I spin the globe

Roberta Beach Jacobson

By Jackie Chou

pandemic weight gain

I grow too big

for your heart

Jackie Chou

By Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă

old cinema —

flowering cherry 

hide its cracks

Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă

By Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

a little snail

does it know

its destination?
 

Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

By Lee Hudspeth

asleep

our small cat

a spiral galaxy of warm fur

Lee Hudspeth

By Minal Sarosh

a blank page

till the stars decide to fill

the empty night

Minal Sarosh

By Silk~

big sister gently rocking the cradle lilac breeze

Silk~

By Susan Bonk Plumridge

one two . . . thirty-three

toads in the woods emerge

in the dusk

Susan Bonk Plumridge

By Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

morning shower

the warmth of dreams

down the drain


Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

By Silk~

his eyes slowly closing the space between clouds

Silk~

By Hifsa Ashraf

dust haze the political fraternity’s pledges

Hifsa Ashraf