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Issue 17

POETS

AMBOS, EMMA
ANTEBI, DEBBI
BAKER, ALEXANDRA
BARNHART, CAITLIN
BHOORI, AISHA
BREWER, JOSHUA
BRYAN, TANYA
CAMPBELL, COLIN
CARNAHAN, JANET
CHONG, JOYCE
CHRISTINA, MARTHA
CORJESCU, DAN
DAVID, INGRID
DRURY, IVO
EDWARDS, DAVID
EDWARDS, SARAH
ELLIS, PHILLIP
GRANT, TODD
HOFKE, LINDA
HOULE, BETTY
HUFFMAN, A.J.
HUNTER, ALEXIS
JOO, JUNGMIN
KOLBET, MATT
KOLP, LAURIE
KOONG, JOANNE
LARRY, CL
MAC, RIO
MANUS, GRADY
MATHIS, RACHELLE
MAY, NANCY
MELTON, BILL
NESTEROVA, YULIYA
PELLA, PATRICIA
RATCLIFFE, MICHAEL
ROSKE, VANESSA
SAMUELSON, AUDREY
SCHNEPP, ERIKA
TULI, GULNAR
WESTON, JOANNA M.
YOUNG, CLAUDETTE
ZNAIDI, ALI

Ali Znaidi



lily’s aroma
finds a way into the street
Lily’s aroma




Alexandra Baker



this gaping hole
didn't have to be my lover to punch it through;
the truth is you were never true.




Audrey Samuelson



Walking barefoot through the dense forest
The ground a blanket of briers and thorns
A ruddy path stretching out behind me




Aisha Bhoori



they told her "the world is a beautiful place,"
while pointing to the Sprite billboard,
"so obey your thirst"; her soul shuddered




Laurie Kolp



On the corner of goodbye
my mouth, a broken branch,
hangs in the bitter wind.




Linda Hofke



Ripples of water
The clouds' reflections wiggle
with the jellyfish




Janet Carnahan



Horizon, blue sky, ocean of endless motion,
Open air and sea, inviting expansive joy,
Broadening my heart, soul and mind!




Claudette Young



Paper airplanes soar
Above lands haunted by beasts,
Complex creased art forms.




Claudette Young



Storms march as wet drummers
Across dusted lands sallow
With rainless grief, until drum song.




Claudette Young



Whispers stitch quilt pieces
Word after word feathered together
With strands of secrets.




Erika Schnepp



I lost faith in romance
Listening to hens
Cackle about their cocks.




David Edwards



cities always seek
gardens, never the reverse
nature seems content




Ivo Drury



unschooled in physiology
yet a finely tuned sense
of the heart’s intrinsic rhythms




Nancy May



Storm-less morning starts
White clouds practising new shapes –
Elephant in sky




Phillip Ellis



between cars
a kangaroo corpse
a quick eagle




Audrey Samuelson



Nubile young girls
Bathed in red light
Meat for sale




Betty Houle



summer sun baking
skin blistering, turning red
field hands pick cotton




Dan Corjescu



Vast fields of sunflowers
turn their programmed magnificence
from the serendipitous dead




Colin Campbell



spark of creation
shadow of the universe
lit now in starlight




Todd Grant



a summer drought
the crops need rain
maybe I'll learn the harmonica




Joyce Chong



This is how angels run,
held afloat by the crystal strings
that descend from starlight.




Alexis Hunter



Fat rain drops plummet
A stranger offers half his umbrella
Elbows brushing as they walk




A.J. Huffman



Perfectly balanced
circles stand. One atop two.
A palace of stone.




Joanna M. Weston



my muddled thoughts
like mist
on the mountain




Patricia Pella



first day of school
children bouncing into line
- a string of pearls




Vanessa Roske



droplets arc through air
leaping over rocks, past ferns
breaking still water




Debbi Antebi



time bends the past
into origami-shaped
memories




Rachelle Mathis



The dogwoods are now blooming
I took out the trash
in a Sex Pistols t-shirt.




Sarah Edwards



Cone up high touching the stars
the broken echo that sucks me in
as the absurd pendulum swings




Jungmin Joo



digital sin
penetrates into glazen eyes
ephemerally numbing every pain




Gulnar Tuli



Veins like tree roots
They grow blue and bold
Kissing your feet, kissing the earth




Joanne Koong



elementary school recess.
the substitute teacher wonders
if he is thinking of her.




Joanne Koong



paper airplanes folded into birds
origami master,
you make me want to be japanese




Michael Ratcliffe



Sunburnt and salt-scrubbed;
wonderful days in the sun;
memories left in the sand.




Michael Ratcliffe



The river flows past, as it does each day.
Listen, though, as waves lap on shore--
each one is unique.




Tanya Bryan



In poetry gone by
I watched you lean into the sun and grow
away from me




Tanya Bryan



chasing the sunset
racing to the edge where water
kisses the sand




Joshua Brewer



ice halfway over the cove
sun on the cold waves
water lapping the edges




CL Larry



You kiss like the wind,
Strong, leaving me breatheless, with
Stunned lips, craving more.




Yuliya Nesterova



no water in this sea
Endless waves of yellow
corn pray for storm.




Rio Mac



Every woman
Will make a man miserable
And he will love her for it




Bill Melton



sometimes deep sadness
is evident if you look
just behind the smile




Caitlin Barnhart



It smells like paint
Brushes scattered on the floor
It smells like home




Ingrid David



loneliness beckons with a drawing heart
sadness fills the lonely path
happiness eludes the sacred desire




Matt Kolbet



Our ancestors want to know if we
own a car. I shame them; no protection
from insect swarms or hitchhiking past.




Emma Ambos



You sang me
such a lovely song
silence




Grady Manus



walking a dusty road
my dog sneezes –
gesundheit




Grady Manus



raindrop holds the world
crystal orb – seer’s portal
my lover’s eyes




Grady Manus



hickory – sword, rifle, scepter
instrument of imaginings
… i wake and take up my cane




Martha Christina



long after the barn
collapses, the scent
of hay lingers