Beginning and End by Alex.K.O,
When I say ‘hello’,/ Don’t think it’s the beginning./ When I say ‘goodbye’/ Don’t think it’s the end.
To Those I’ve Wounded by Howie Good
What I didn’t do/ I should’ve done,/ and what I did do/ I shouldn’t have,/ and now I can’t/ escape my own
The Dragon in the Sky by Miriam Manglani
A dragon breathes/ between the clouds,/ his drifting, swirling,/ wondrous shrouds./ His tail stretches
Dreaming by Margaret Boles
I awoke/ From an aided asleep/ AwareThat I'd been dreaming/ And my longing was/ To close again my
A Small-Sized Memory by Harsimran Kaur
In a red-colored box/ A picture of my beloved/ Preserved like an ancient pharaoh/ Young and beautiful
Imitation of Nature by Lois Perch Villemaire
Mother Nature paints/ with an expert brush,// primary colors are her specialty,/ we can only try to imitate
Time by Patrick Deeley
As I edge it from the wall,/ the wood-wormed longcase/ of your grandfather clock/ turns to dust in
What Children Know by Cecil Morris
That adults move like weather through their world,/ sometimes as invisible as perfect/ fall days—warm
Lowlands by Ryan Brennan
From certain locations/ you can catch the whole/ sunset// But from here,/ over the edge of the barn
I Say I Do by Charles Elin
Who we are alone,/ never known/ but what we bring./ And what that is,/ never known/ but in your care.
Cool Cosmic Concert by Sharon Waller Knutson
Sister sun sings soul/ like Aretha and Tina/ and the sky blares/ the blues like BB.// The moon mouths
Flotsam & Jetsam by Gary Grossman
Flotsam,/ an accident,/ cans loosed by/ twenty foot combers,/ climb and fall,/ climb and fall,/ bow skidding
The Good Dark by Patrice M. Wilson
Tonight, I am the dream/ not caught in the dreamcatcher/ that hangs above my bed,/ its brownish bird
Maple by Lucinda Atkins
Under a low slung maple/ deep summer green/ cooler there than the/ July pressing/ on the rest of the world
My Heart Aflutter by Bobbi Sinha-Morey
God bless for tiny miracles;/ the taste of bay leaves on/ my tongue evoked the memory/ of a
Grandma’s Armchair by Amy Lee
A deep layer of grim coats the red armchair./ Its soft fabric has ragged, and the vibrant red
A Rest of Elegance by Amanda-Jane Bayliss
Bodies of surreal silk/ Drifts with precious time.// Reflection of life/ A desire to love.// Tranquil dreams
The blue hour by Mary Byrne
a halting piano brightens the 18th century square/ an olive tree in a pot awaits the evening drinkers/ a crowd
Autumn by Fred Miller
Jaunty leaves whirl about, spawning memories of long/ ago retreats filled with aromas and tastes from
Up the Garden Path by Serena Head
A vegetable patch,/ but the dog crushed the cabbages./ A mandarin tree,/ and the child can’t reach.
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