A Bird Above New York City by David Dephy
The sky is getting closer with every breath./ I found everything when I found myself./ I am enough to the
Echoes of You by Lori Cramer
Echoes of you beckon to me on the bleakest of nights, a mesmerizing melody weaving its way through my
Times by Allison Grayhurst
Sometimes/ I am dropped into evening’s glory/ beside you, relieved of cunning, anxiety,/ at peace with the dried nest
The Day We Missed Our Plane by Lucille Lang Day
Grass rippled greenly on the bluff/ all the way to the wild roses. American/ goldfinches flitted from tree
Snow Again by Jacob M. Appel
Raging against the grizzly dawn/ Shoulders burning and cheeks aflame/ Yet the drive still a sea of level white
Beach Ride by Pitambar Naik
While on a ride along the Juhu Beach/ you're bickering for/ a rainbow-clad propensity/ mixed with
The Silent Mountains by Rachel Grosvenor
Each day I quell the silence that/Drips/ Drips/ Drips/ Into my space./ Between my four walls the absence of noise is
On Water by Coleman Bomar
The moon melts/ Onto black blue/ Plates of ocean night/ Miasmic/ Like holey swiss/ As dropsical/ White rays/ Say
Rowing Before a Storm by Mary McCormack
Oars cast ripples/ through clear water./ Turtles stretch/ beneath luxurious sun./ Foxgloves on shore/ ring their
A Field of Snapdragons by John Grey
My wife and I have been walking/ through the woods, We’re tired./ Pale lavender and blue flowers/ invite us to
Even by Doug Milam
Even the quality/ of an alley/ long after the rain/ Even the scent/ of a northern/ summer morning
Early Autumn by David E Hall
Blood red poppies artfully arranged/ in a tall, angular container,/ riffle their crinkled petals/ in the trifling breeze
Touched by Raymond Luczak
In the dark of forests, only a scant beam/ of moonlight filters through the mire of branches./ Men I can barely
A Yellow Ribbon by Kihyeon Lee
With a new spring all around upon us/ Gently disturbing the cold slumber on Earth,/ I found myself turning around
Natural Selection by Helga Kidder
To be a branch that lifts and grows/ toward the sky as waxy-white blooms/ open to lemony scents./ To be striped
full of stars by Mark A. Fisher
it’s another summer sunset/ and stars begin to remember their names/ where the scent of roses and mimosa
The Redden Face by Yi Jung Chen
You, impetuous and naughty,/ played the game of Hide-and-Seek with me,/ could not stop running till your
Hands-Off Management by Kevin Hogg
Jason Pike was universally loved by his employees, and he had won the Grocery Gala chain’s Manager of
The Spotted Fawn by Margaret Koger
I saw you snuggled there/ spine curled damply inward/ amid wild strawberry leaves/ taut berry stems, spiky
Light As A Feather by Douglas G. Cala
Doves, light as feathers, take flight/ Outstretched wings, expansive span/ Unison, they flock united
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