Carmela Marino

first cold

my son walks

in my shoes

—Carmela Marino

sunset light

traces of loneliness

on the armchair

—Carmela Marino

a cup of coffee

the warmth left

by his hands

—Carmela Marino

Ana Drobot

first ball...

they all dance together

with their shadows

—Ana Drobot

foggy morning... 

from my old neighborhood

nothing more

—Ana Drobot

Ravi Kiran

snow on snow

the heaviness

of longing

—Ravi Kiran

Dennis Owen Frohlich

the pungent scent

of ground ink—

Minnesota lake

—Dennis Owen Frohlich

tapping maple trees

my novel-writing secret

revealed

—Dennis Owen Frohlich

Paul Callus

indecision -

the coming and going

of autumn clouds

—Paul Callus

Keith Evetts

their protestations

go with them

migrating geese

—Keith Evetts

in the middle

of the long cold night

we cuddle

—Keith Evetts

Adrian Bouter

 wear pattern you're not in my shoes

—Adrian Bouter