highway
robbery—
every year
less groundwater
Mark
Forrester
waking
to late-night sirens beach vacation
Mark Forrester
morning
crows
the day moon
in a dead tree
Mark Forrester
highway
robbery—
every year
less groundwater
Mark
Forrester
waking
to late-night sirens beach vacation
Mark Forrester
morning
crows
the day moon
in a dead tree
Mark Forrester
all-day-long
the weight of storm
before
storm
Meera Rehm
finally
the naked truth
winter
tree
Meera Rehm
rusty hinge
the old monarch butterfly
opens
its wings
Michael Buckingham Gray
school holidays ...
the sand
in
my shoes
Michael
Buckingham Gray
shallow
of a pink shell
seasons
within
Kavita Ratna
river view
a salmon floats
on
a cloud of oil
Kavita Ratna
magic
8-ball
I ask it how it’s
feeling today
Robert
Beveridge
sometimes no difference between monostich
and cookie fortune
Robert Beveridge
Leaving
the thrift shop
on the dirty, shuttered street,
an old
lady holds
two embroidered cushions stuffed
with a thousand
dollar notes.
Marguerite Doyle
before
we talk
I could be
anyone
Tony Williams
because
of you
I am a cell
that kept dividing
Tony Williams
dead
possum walking
Darrell
Petska
Grandma’s meander
down
memory lane
lined with gravestones
Darrell Petska
howler
monkey your bold faced lies
Bryan Rickert
long marriage
the silent treatment
of
snow
Bryan Rickert
mind excercise
learning new things
for
extension of old life
Manasa Reddy Chichili
monsoon flood
a bird's cage floating
far
from the sky
Manasa Reddy Chichili
dog park
all the owners
off
leash
Louise Hopewell
murky
pond
a child scatters crumbs
by the no feeding ducks
sign
Louise Hopewell
river
beach
overlapping footprints
of birdsong
Louise
Hopewell
mountain mist
the emptiness
between
us
Andrew Brindle
a silent falling
of late summer dreams
ocean
rain
Andrew Brindle
all the words
we left unsaid
shrouded
mountains
Andrew Brindle
rain
needles
the streetlight spotlights
a shivering cat
Anju Kishore
summer
holidays
a family of monkeys
on the clothesline
Anju Kishore
wind
gusts
a comb-over
flips
Joseph P. Wechselberger
Father's
Day
the annual reminder
I will never be one
Joseph P.
Wechselberger
a
squirrel nibbling
the tree's last pear
cold drizzle
Joseph P. Wechselberger