By Christina Chin and Uchechukwu Onyedikam

sweltering Lagos traffic —

juice in a bottle

cold pressed cane

bumper to bumper

sugarcane ants

Christina Chin / Uchechukwu Onyedikam

By Adrian Bouter

empty sky some things never come

Adrian Bouter

By Madeleine Vinluan

not much can change the world now except for the clouds

Madeleine Vinluan

By Simon De Courcey

The etiquette

of crows –

anything goes

Simon De Courcey

By Daniela Rodi

moonlit solitude...

a lone crow

in a bare tree

Daniela Rodi

By Meera Rehm

bitter morning

a wet leaf attaches

to my shoe

Meera Rehm

*

 

changing seasons. . .

the never ending cycle

of war and peace

Meera Rehm

By Kerry J Heckman

ukraine border town every sunset sacred

Kerry J Heckman

By Rob McKinnon

liberation…

invaders’ dead bodies

lie in the streets

Rob McKinnon

By Lynn Edge

final hymn

all five brothers

together now

Lynn Edge

*

 

a river of stars

down the wet highway

holiday traffic 

Lynn Edge

 

*

 

mowing canceled

dandelions and violets

in full bloom
 

Lynn Edge

By Deborah P Kolodji

those things

which should remain hidden

low tide

Deborah P Kolodji

*

 

dolphin performance

a whole family too seasick

to notice


Deborah P Kolodji

 

*

cold dripping rain

car beeps echo

in the stairwell

Deborah P Kolodji

By Keith Evetts

war of words

poets look 

for a retreat

Keith Evetts

By John Pappas

potter’s field

even the wind

unnamed

John Pappas

By Susan Bonk Plumridge

introvert tension–

the hairdresser 

just keeps on talking

Susan Bonk Plumridge

By Maya Daneva

Big Sur trail…

looking at each other

from two different rocks

Maya Daneva

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

dewdrop

all i want

is to be soft

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

*

 

when i close my eyes all the stars

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Mona Bedi

road journey

the shadow of a cloud

travels with me

Mona Bedi

*

 

worn out—

the comfort

of old clothes

Mona Bedi

By Sean O’Connor

first cold snap

all the graves quilted

with autumn leaves

Sean O’Connor

By Barrie Levine

summer’s end . . .

what the tree knows

before the leaves

Barrie Levine

*

well-traveled moon

fluent

in the language of silence

Barrie Levine

By Jay Friedenberg

dog park

an old squeaky toy

buried in leaves

Jay Friedenberg

By B.L. Bruce

slow burn

of sunrise

autumn

B.L. Bruce

*

 

cricket song

at dawn

new moon

B.L. Bruce

By Lucia Cardillo

roasted chestnuts ...

the forgotten warmth

of her hands

Lucia Cardillo

By petro c.k.

in the woods

somewhere else

a tree falls quietly


petro c.k.

*

 

creaking wood floors

a reminder that

I'm not alone

petro c.k.

By M. R. Pelletier

Veterans—

none volunteers

for what comes after

M. R. Pelletier

By John J. Dunphy

baby boomer activist

now organizing protests

in her nursing home

John J. Dunphy

*

 

yard sale Bible

a bird's nest drawn on

its family tree

John J. Dunphy

By Mirela Brăilean

mourners

the battlefield

full of crows

Mirela Brăilean

By Chris Langer

nap time

tucking in

her teddy bear
 

Chris Langer

*

 

tire swing

swaying

to the radio

Chris Langer

*

 

cracked backboard

the sound of sneakers

on concrete

Chris Langer

*

 

insomnia

my cat tackles the sheep

i’ve been counting

Chris Langer

By Mirela Brăilean

trick or treat...

candies from last year

in my old coat

Mirela Brăilean

By Roberta Beach Jacobson

monster moon

Halloween closer

than you think

Roberta Beach Jacobson

By Vipanjeet Kaur

early dawn —

the sun dispels

the gloom of night.

Vipanjeet Kaur

By Robert Witmer

an angel

knitting lace

snowflakes

Robert Witmer