By Maria Tosti

sunchoke flowers —

the sun i was looking for

behind gray clouds

Maria Tosti

By Priti Khullar

morning newspaper

the only thing dad

looks forward to, now

Priti Khullar

By Nani Mariani

gripping cold

towards the end of the year

world peace

Nani Mariani

By Madeleine Vinluan

remember to kiss the moon on Christmas
 

Madeleine Vinluan

By Keith Evetts

                                                                                                                                                Keith Evetts

By C.X.Turner

hollow tree—

I try to figure out the depth

of solitude

C.X.Turner

By Christina Chin and Uchechukwu Onyedikam

after

the noon rain

rainbow

across the sky

we hang our laundry

Christina Chin and Uchechukwu Onyedikam

By RJ Humbl

On washing lines

The spotted starlings form

Musical notes

RJ Humbl

By M. R. Pelletier

Rotting log—

   forest returns

   to forest

M. R. Pelletier

By Ron Scully

cranberry sauce

in-laws

take sides of the table

Ron Scully

*

 

leftovers

what we talk about

driving home

Ron Scully

By Ram Chandran

passing village school

the child in me

slips through train window

Ram Chandran

By Caroline Ridley-Duff

Sunlight through stained glass,

new patterns on

an ancient stone floor.

Caroline Ridley-Duff

By Robert Witmer

blinking

with a thousand eyes

raindrops on the lake

Robert Witmer

*

 

chainsaws

no one to answer

the ringing in the trees

Robert Witmer

By Maria Malferrari

Speaking every day with silence


Maria Malferrari

By Barrie Levine

fridge magnets

yet another plan

to sort out my life

Barrie Levine

By Joseph P. Wechselberger

taproom

the clink of a coin

as it drops in the jukebox

Joseph P. Wechselberger

By Chris Langer

nightly stroll

my shadow

a black cat

Chris Langer

*

 

sunny afternoon

painting the wall

with shadow puppets

Chris Langer

*

 

book fair

children wait in line

for new adventures

Chris Langer

By Ruth Holzer

waking

from a dream of love

I'm grateful

for imagination

in place of memory

Ruth Holzer

By Maria Teresa Sisti

beaver moon —

the hospice so cold

without noise

Maria Teresa Sisti

By Peter Jastermsky

forest jazz a polyrhythm of woodpeckers

Peter Jastermsky

By Chris Peys

alley cat

today my friend

meow, meow

Chris Peys

*

 

rainy day

(un)folded paper

still not a crane

Chris Peys

By Refika Dedić

cat

scratches on the window

haiku

Refika Dedić

By Pat Geyer

gnawing

from dusk

til dawn...

forecast of biting cold

under the light

of the full beaver moon 

 

Pat Geyer

By John Pappas

owl light

what I would

do differently

John Pappas

By Anna Eklund-Cheong

if trees

could sing . . .

magnolia blossoms

Anna Eklund-Cheong

By Chen-ou Liu

at twilight

my father in the window

of his care home room

he lives the present only

leaning on his wartime past

Chen-ou Liu

By Mircea Moldovan

prayer

the yellow taste

of pumpkin soup

Mircea Moldovan

By Mirela Brăilean

the old house

inhabited again

weeds

Mirela Brăilean