By Steliana Cristina Voicu

journey back home

I turn off the air conditioner

and open the car window

to feel the fragrance

of the rural summer herbs

Steliana Cristina Voicu

By John J. Dunphy

birding walk

a cardinal provides

the soundtrack for

our first kiss

John J. Dunphy

swimming match

winner's face wet

with tears

John J. Dunphy

By Joshua St. Claire

high-rise

the ventral architecture

of stinkbugs


Joshua St. Claire

By Christa Pandey

wave after wave

crashing on rocks

constant back pain


Christa Pandey

outdoor café

crow and sparrow

eye the same cake crumbs


Christa Pandey

By Douglas J. Lanzo

driftwood turtles

currents of our lives

part undersea

Douglas J. Lanzo

By Robert Epstein

all-night storm

too long, the poem

about nothing

Robert Epstein

By Joan McNerney

What discus player

threw a tangerine moon on

top of Main Street?

Joan McNerney

silent

cold

dark sky

moon flowering

Joan McNerney

By John Hawkhead

ghost orchids

no matter what I do

everyone dies

John Hawkhead

By Francoise Maurice

the world

is in distress

carpet of flowers

Francoise Maurice

By Jennifer Gurney

feels like a second

from the first turned leaf

till the rush

of Halloween-Thanksgiving-

Christmas-New Years

Jennifer Gurney

in the middle

of five living generations

I see forever

Jennifer Gurney

 

 

snuggled in his chair

my brother on one side

and I on the other

Dad in between us

reading

Jennifer Gurney

By Pitt Büerken

supermarket

the expensive goods

at eye level


Pitt Büerken

my sister

tells me about the past

and I get

a completely different image

of my parents

Pitt Büerken

By Joanna Ashwell

unfinished story

another morning

of frost stars

Joanna Ashwell

By Kelly Moyer

If a Tree Falls

Kelly Moyer

 

The Farm

Kelly Moyer

Koffeeklatsch

Kelly Moyer

Morning Meditation

Kelly Moyer

Kelly Moyer's photography available here

By Audrey Quinn

on Frida's doorstep

limonadas sweetened

by agave


Audrey Quinn

lightning flash

small hands soothe

the dog to sleep


Audrey Quinn

under the lime tree

a spattering

of rotten fruit


Audrey Quinn

high season

on sparkling water

a ferry waits


Audrey Quinn

By Manasa Kaliki

Me and my mom

Playing with sea shells

It's my dream

Sea shells are her memory

I am alone now

Manasa Kaliki

Every flower, every life

Their own story, their own tale

Tied by strings of fate

image and words Manasa Kaliki

By Susan E. Schipper

 

Nature reflected

Sand and surf inverted here

Wonder to behold

image and words Susan E. Schipper

By Rita Melissano

embroidered

in the tapestry of the universe

words

the ancient rhythm sung

in cosmic ancestral chants

Rita Melissano

the sound of a cello

silencing my heart beat

this longing...

Rita Melissano

end of the line we could start here

Rita Melissano

delighted

with the unexpected

gift box

her desire for nothing

unwraps its silky ribbon

Rita Melissano

By Melissa Laussmann

at sunrise

rows of sandcastles

return to sea

Melissa Laussmann

 

twilight sky

in quiet contemplation

just a bird and me

Melissa Laussmann

By Mark Gilbert

clouds

drifting

apart

Mark Gilbert

my early times

challenging lifestyle

address unknown

image and words Mark Gilbert

 

 

By Stephanie Zepherelli

children’s laughter

catching soap bubbles

with a butterfly net

Stephanie Zepherelli

foggy morning

forgotten dreams

on the pillow

Stephanie Zepherelli

By Stephen Jarrell Williams

empty bed

sitting in the rocking chair

remembering

Stephen Jarrell Williams

she has a way

to stop and start

hearts

Stephen Jarrell Williams

By Dan C. Iulian

autumn rain —

weighing each word

she says

Dan C. Iulian

By Nicoletta Ignatti

summer sea—

the wings of a seagull

enliven the sky

Nicoletta Ignatti

scorching sun—

living in the shadow

of myself

Nicoletta Ignatti

By Hynek Koziol

end of town —

the path to her house

overgrown with vetch

Hynek Koziol

By B. L. Bruce

paling sky

the poison flower

blooms


B. L. Bruce

equinox—

Saturn’s dance

with the moon


B. L. Bruce

By Rosa Maria Di Salvatore

withered roses . . .

a love story

ended too soon

Rosa Maria Di Salvatore

cruel world . . .

yet many roses

in bloom

Rosa Maria Di Salvatore

By Sébastien Revon

reaching out

the teenager’s gaze

into the void

Sébastien Revon

writer’s block

— somewhere

the blackbird

Sébastien Revon

By Patricia Carragon

bare feet encounter

Coney Island sand

feeling the burn

Patricia Carragon

tar on sidewalk

melts like chocolate

in the heat

Patricia Carragon