By Peter Jastermsky

dance lesson not sure he can swing it
 

Peter Jastermsky

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

and then your body became an ocean

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Keith Evetts

lunar eclipse you're not expecting
 

Keith Evetts

By Cynthia Anderson

shaded sun porch

grandpa teaches me

which way is east
 

Cynthia Anderson

By Angiola Inglese

winter evening— 

trip with the moon

from east to west

Angiola Inglese

By Keith Evetts

autumn rain

do clouds begin

where they end
 

Keith Evetts

By Kyoko Bengala

unexpected rain—

I squeeze from the sheets

all autumn

Kyoko Bengala

By Carmela Marino

october clouds

removing the dust

from your face

Carmela Marino

By Agus Maulana Sunjaya

mother’s reprimand

the steady drip-drip-drip

of autumn rain
 

Agus Maulana Sunjaya

By Baisali Chatterjee Dutt

morning glories

singing hallelujah

a silent rain

Baisali Chatterjee Dutt

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

i am the lion stalking dusk
 

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Tsanka Shishkova

autumn walk

under the wet leaves

snail

Tsanka Shishkova

By Susan Bonk Plumridge

guitar strum

the words find

a tune 

Susan Bonk Plumridge

By Sherry Grant

sleeping in

while the world shakes

from climate change
 

Sherry Grant

By Mona Iordan

my pink-tinted glasses

the downcast sky

smiles back to me

Mona Iordan

By Maria Cristina Pulvirenti

Long night

Everything springs

after dawn

Maria Cristina Pulvirenti

By Maria Teresa Sisti

hunter's moon—

a hidden fairy tale 

in a memory

Maria Teresa Sisti

By Maria Concetta Conti

rainy day

dancing with the heels on

at home

Maria Concetta Conti

By Kathleen Vasek Trocmet

tasting the moment

a bitter-sweetness

turning seventy-five

Kathleen Vasek Trocmet

By Joanna Ashwell

autumn sky

a never-ending story

of raindrops

Joanna Ashwell

By Veronika Zora Novak

autumn chill . . .

the sound of stray

shadows

Veronika Zora Novak

By Kelly Sauvage

forever stamp the price of pursuing a postman

Kelly Sauvage

By Lakshmi Iyer

dicey moon

the way she likes

to show herself

Lakshmi Iyer

By Barrie Levine

cashmere gloves

I do something beautiful

with my hands

Barrie Levine

By Radhamani Sarma

not a stone

in puddle only ripples

of past

Radhamani Sarma

By Helen Ogden

ancient wisdom—

naming negative space

in the night sky


Helen Ogden

By Cynthia Anderson

lace jacket—

the woman

I wasn’t yet

Cynthia Anderson

By Arvinder Kaur

quarantine

a little palm reaches out

to first raindrops

 

Arvinder Kaur