By Ann Sullivan

mountain drive . . .

the spider spins

a silk road

Ann Sullivan

By Anju Kishore

peace talks

the sky gathers

in shades of grey

Anju Kishore

storm alert —

the sky a screech

of parrots

Anju Kishore

thunderstorm —

the night

keeps breaking

Anju Kishore

By Mark Forrester

reading nursery rhymes—

I pause

where my mother paused


Mark Forrester

By John Zheng

tornado then blue sky then family albums in the rubbles

John Zheng

 

golden grass in flying manes chasing our car

John Zheng

By Barrie Levine

summer week

all the bedrooms filled

in grandma’s house

Barrie Levine

 

city heat . . .

all-day panting

in the dog park

Barrie Levine

By Susan Burch

nudist my mascara streaking

Susan Burch

By Sharon Ferrante

midnight dip

how warm

the fondue

Sharon Ferrante

I get too close

then he leaves me

owl on the lamppost

Sharon Ferrante

shhhh…

says the wind

to the reeds

Sharon Ferrante

By Brad Bennett

false spring

a trail newly closed

for restoration

Brad Bennett

By Biswajit Mishra

summing up

evolution

a butterfly

Biswajit Mishra

peace talk

warring factions

share a lunch

Biswajit Mishra

things we left

unsaid

day moon

Biswajit Mishra

By Susan Pope

Her invisible childhood friend

Where is she now?

Still by her side

Susan Pope

By Daniela Misso

autumn rain –

grandma's sewing machine

silent in the corner

Daniela Misso

short night –

a station master's whistle

in the distance

Daniela Misso

I go back

to see the rubble

silence of stars

Daniela Misso

 

 

sea foam . . .

fleeting memories

take shape

Daniela Misso

By Mike Gallagher

more distant

lighthouse beams dancing

on the waves

Mike Gallagher

By Kimberly Kuchar

glittering scales . . .

a flying fish skates

on the edge of two worlds

Kimberly Kuchar

braided river

I can't be everywhere

at once

Kimberly Kuchar

moonless night

I don’t want to walk this road

without you

Kimberly Kuchar

      cloud    seeding 

each                       word 

    brings me closer

          t   o         t

                       e

                 a

                       r  

                 s

Kimberly Kuchar

sideways rain

you always know

just what to say

Kimberly Kuchar

By Vandana Parashar

soundless rain

his story dies

with him

Vandana Parashar

By Bryan Rickert

drought moss

not as resilient

as I used to be

Bryan Rickert

high tide

I, too, feel the pull

of this moon

Bryan Rickert

telling me more

than I needed to know

old country song

Bryan Rickert

By Neena Singh

late summer

pink roses fade

petal by petal


Neena Singh

By J. D. Nelson

long day low battery charge your phone now


J. D. Nelson

daylight fades a cautious young deer crosses at the crosswalk

J. D. Nelson

near dusk a crow caws twice as it flies over the apartments

J. D. Nelson

caught in a torrential downpour nothing like wet socks

J. D. Nelson

By Emil Karla

under water

the drifting view

of a steady log


Emil Karla

By Richard Bailly

climbing tall grass

beckoning butterflies

prairie rose

Richard Bailly

By Konstantin Yakimchuk

on the window glass

thunderous voices of drums

rainstorm at midnight

Konstantin Yakimchuk

By Mircea Moldovan

summer night

a cricket dies

singing

Mircea Moldovan

By Tuyet Van Do

a new winter

a new journey

without you

Tuyet Van Do

By Sophia Conway

canal flood

riverbanks burst to the thundering

applause of rain


Sophia Conway

Venetian cappuccino

a smoother froth on these

ancient waters

Sophia Conway

 

Raindrop

Sophia Conway

By Zoran Doderović

baby sparrow

feathers and heartbeats

on my palm

Zoran Doderović

By Lakshman Bulusu

clouds —

   trees bow down

   into the pool of their shade

clouds —

    green whispers,

    “peace here”

Lakshman Bulusu

By Jake Williams

Silver Birch bark

Holds its own secrets

In Autumnal rain

Jake Williams

By Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont

sandy path

where the rain fell

her faded footprints

Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont

By Pitt Büerken

one strike

most of the flies

now gone


Pitt Büerken

By Julianne Carlile

on purple thistle

a bumblebee lulled and still

sun slips heaven sways

Julianne Carlile

By Oscar Luparia

sunrise

even on the wall

a scent of beauty

words and image Oscar Luparia