By Kamrun Nahar

pair...

most often

we use for shoes

Kamrun Nahar

By Ken Slaughter

one way out

the train

I didn’t take

Ken Slaughter

By Krzysztof Kokot

Radetzky March —

old gentleman suddenly

opens his eyes

Krzysztof Kokot

By Anette Chaney

blue-eyed grass labels don't define me

Anette Chaney

By Lafcadio

ocean breeze—

the taste of salt

on your lips

Lafcadio

By R. Gerry Fabian

Late afternoon sun

casts elongated shadows—

burnt brown grass

R. Gerry Fabian

By Refika Dedić

month

of shame

without occurrence

Refika Dedić

By Jenn Ryan-Jauregui

unwinding

the hose

summer garden

Jenn Ryan-Jauregui

By Barrie Levine

wishing well . . .

peering into the depths

of myself

Barrie Levine

By Lafcadio

lullaby--

the girl singing softly

to herself

Lafcadio

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

the air in my lungs a storm

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Bisshie

cuckoo

in the sparrows’ nest

her ginger hair

Bisshie

By Paula Sears

falling from the branches

a second time

spring rain

Paula Sears

By Christopher Peys

black sand beach

wave after wave

oil spill

Christopher Peys

By B. L. Bruce

over the black mountain

so close

laughing moon

B. L. Bruce

By B.A. France

cloud covered moon

long evening

in search of solace

B.A. France

By Nani Mariani

Moonlight 

among the stars

I am still single



Nani Mariani

By Uchechukwu Onyedikam

red moon

behind dark cloud

blushing

Uchechukwu Onyedikam

By Yasir Farooq

new moon

a star descends

on her palm

Yasir Farooq

By Pearl Pirie

icicles

in moonlight

the stars

 

Pearl Pirie

By Mike Gallagher

staggering home

a young moon afloat

in the ditch

Mike Gallagher

By David Oates

in the diet app

logging Jack Daniels

under snacks

David Oates

By Joshua St. Claire

black raspberry pie

grandmother asks

if it changed me

Joshua St. Claire

By Ivan Gacina

Caribbean Sea . . .

the depths of the voiceless sky

in her eyes

Ivan Gacina

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