By Samo Kreutz

firefly ...

his sudden

move

Samo Kreutz

By Simon De Courcey

wrong path

right light –

lichen hoard

Simon De Courcey

By Sharon Ferrante

what’s on your mind

the empty page asks

I’m waiting

for the beauty

of your non-truth

Sharon Ferrante

By Sébastien Revon

Venus at dawn

a bat swirls

aimlessly

Sébastien Revon

By Dejan Ivanovic

After midnight

the spider and I don't want

a cricket in the room


Dejan Ivanovic

By Louise Hopewell

the kids flutter

through rainforest

butterfly walk

Louise Hopewell

By Susan Burch

Tour de France –

the wicked witch of the west

wins again

Susan Burch

By Noah Berlatsky

the dog keeps barking

counting syllables

what are you saying?

Noah Berlatsky

By Zoran Doderovic

not in the heaven

nor on the earth –

water strider

Zoran Doderovic

By Adrian Bouter

snapshot

the country air

in her hair
                                         

Adrian Bouter

 for Berry Bryant

By C. Jean Downer

tranquil nights

dipping my teabag

with expectation

C. Jean Downer

By Stephanie Zepherelli

group effort

geese stream south

on Autumn winds

Stephanie Zepherelli

By Xiaoou Chen

quiet pond

drawing some stars

before day breaks

Xiaoou Chen

By Chris Collins

we kiss - hug each day

as we travel together

through time in old age

Chris Collins

By Jake Williams

Palest blue

Only a bare twig

Greets the wind

Jake Williams

By Sreenath

just to be

free of all the burden

a bird flying

beyond the sky

into a timeless state

Sreenath

By Stephen Jarrell Williams

freshly cut grass

scent of the old ways

sickle in hand

Stephen Jarrell Williams

By Nancy Brady

sunset rain...

at the end of a rainbow

a goldfinch

Nancy Brady

By M. R. Pelletier

Ceiling fan—

   all the café’s conversations

   cut to pieces

M. R. Pelletier

 

*

Heatwave—

   there’s more talk

   of planting trees

M. R. Pelletier

By Joseph P. Wechselberger

dad’s wake

greeting people

I’ll never know

Joseph P. Wechselberger

By Tohm Bakelas

10/21/2009

steve richmond, sober,

dying alone in hospice —

no more gagaku

Tohm Bakelas

By Hassane Zemmouri

my nephew with his baby bottle

midnight cartoons

Hassane Zemmouri

By Cecil Morris

After Her Death

My new lover grief

eats chips naked in my bed

and will not leave me

even when I offer her

a summer house at the beach.

Cecil Morris

By Jovana Dragojlovic

local winds blow —

fanning the fire

through my veins

Jovana Dragojlovic

By C.X. Turner

rainbow dawn

just when the horizon

looks bleak

C.X. Turner

By Maya Daneva

sharing the silence

while praying for mom’s soul

this warm breeze

Maya Daneva

By Mark Forrester

one busker’s nod

to another

moonless night

Mark Forrester

By Michelle V. Alkerton

double vision

increasing

my worldview

Michelle V. Alkerton