mornings
without birdsong
barred, too
from words of love
as
my deafness deepens
Pris Campbell
mornings
without birdsong
barred, too
from words of love
as
my deafness deepens
Pris Campbell
paddy cut—
he anoints his sickle
with
sandalwood paste
Rupa Anand
(veneration of instruments used in harvesting is common in India)
wrestling
with the starless sky
an
old windmill
Agus Maulana Sunjaya
*
our talk
getting heavier
autumn
rain
Agus Maulana Sunjaya
haiku
poetry — arranged marriage with a happy ending
Bonnie J Scherer
*
climate change
debated — while the
baked
Alaska melts
Bonnie
J Scherer
oppressive
summer heat and fires
preparation
for the after-life or
a
consequence of neglect?
Gail Brooks
Black-Eyed Susans cling
To muddy ditch bank haven.
And
wink a goodbye.
Susanna Gilbert
Photo c. Susanna Gilbert
stronger in the mist…
the rhythm of soldiers’ steps
nearing
the liquor store
Maya Daneva
*
tap, tap, tap…
this summer rain becomes
autumn
Maya Daneva
tank
tracks
a sapling salutes
the sun
Elancharan
Gunasekaran
*
light as spring breeze rat scratches a
landmine
Elancharan
Gunasekaran
daily
walk–
his fur baby
brings along Pooh
Tuyet
Van Do
*
half-eaten
melon
hanging on the vine
unanswered questions
Tuyet Van Do
handful of almonds
bittersweet morsels –
book
review
René Bohnen
*
a fig tree
on google maps
hides
your house
René Bohnen
end
of summer –
birds and i
in muted tones
Katja Fox
*
language barrier –
so much laughter yet
so utterly alone
Katja Fox
October
moon –
the shadow of a farewell
that comes and goes
Maria Teresa Piras
busy diner
the waitress splashes coffee
in
my saucer
Joseph P. Wechselberger
measuring
the rain. . .
blackbird
song
Meera Rehm
*
accepting
as i am. . .
heirloom
eggplant
Meera Rehm
*
wherever i see
a river. . .
mother's
voice
Meera Rehm
man and beast
how rich the color
of
turned earth
Ingrid Baluchi
*
sandstorm
the screech
of
a rusty windmill
Ingrid Baluchi
*
overnight rain
the pure magic
of a pixie ring
Ingrid Baluchi
no secrets
despite the curtains –
emergency
room
Colette Kern
*
lose me in the
black hole of the universe
erogenous
zones
Colette Kern