By Lafcadio

memory loss—

the words fading

one page at a time

Lafcadio

By Paula Sears

pencil shards

in the sharpener

lost haiku

Paula Sears

By Chen-ou Liu

winter light

my dog-eared journal filled

with could-have-beens

Chen-ou Liu

By C.X.Turner

forest path

collecting poems

I find my way

C.X.Turner

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

crow...

one of us

knows freedom

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Lafcadio

tornado warnings--

the unseen wind

inside my cage

Lafcadio

By Peter Jastermsky

a handful of shells family reunion

Peter Jastermsky

By Keith Evetts

all said and done the sun

Keith Evetts

By Sushama Kapur

overcast her eyes breaking storm 

Sushama Kapur

By John J. Dunphy

his fake ID

set afire with a candle from

his birthday cake

John J. Dunphy

By Deborah P Kolodji

before the buzz

wasp nest

in the eaves



Deborah P Kolodji

By Minal Sarosh

daybreak the pigeon’s eyes still red

Minal Sarosh

By Elyse Jancosko

the dog misjudges

the size of a stick

tree limb

Elyse Jancosko

By Ray Spitzenberger

the gecko

looks happy

am I?

Ray Spitzenberger

By Helen Ogden

lingering lupine

the purple haze of

deep regret

Helen Ogden

By Susan Bonk Plumridge

from away—

moving across oceans

for new roots

 

Susan Bonk Plumridge

By Deborah A. Bennett

a life

well lived —

plum blossom

Deborah A. Bennett

By Alvin B. Cruz

travel journal

I arrive 

at one haiku

Alvin B. Cruz

By Mona Bedi

school reunion

our names still etched

on old desks

Mona Bedi

By Louise Hopewell

spring buds

a circle of prams

under the plum trees

Louise Hopewell

By Tuyet Van Do

scent of a newborn—

a flower

blossoming

Tuyet Van Do

By David Ngo

if only you could 

be a messenger of peace

dandelion

David Ngo

By Maria Cristina Pulvirenti

Gutted houses

In the park of Kiev

late cyclamens



Maria Cristina Pulvirenti

By Meera Rehm

war news 

the nightmare of the little boy 

on Hiroshima 

Meera Rehm

By Joe Sebastian

the sun on paper boats navigating childhood

 

Joe Sebastian

By Agnes Eva Savich

Hubble deep field

all the great-grandparents

in my DNA

Agnes Eva Savich

By Joseph P. Wechselberger

the uncle

I never met ...

unmarked grave

Joseph P. Wechselberger

By Kathleen Trocmet

mid-summer breeze . . .

another beer drifts

in with the evening

 

Kathleen Trocmet