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Issue 54

POETS

BATLEY, REBECCA
CLARKE, SIMON
CURRO, STEPHEN
DAVIS, BRE
DEPAUL, MARIA
DHILE, SHARVARI
DIMACALI, DIDIMAY
DODSON, STEVE
FERRELL, SANDY
FISHER, MARK
FRENTSOS, MELISSA
HEATH, JOHN
HEFLIN, ROSE
HELMINSKI , JOSEPH
HUNT, ROBERT
JONES, EMORY
KNEAL, JOHN
KRUTHIVENTI, HEMA SRIKAR
KULP, MICKEY
LARSON, JODY
LAUSSMANN, MELISSA
LEE-MABE, MADELINE
LEVINE, MAYA
LEWIS, MAYA
LIU, ZIZHENG
MCCORMACK, MARY
MELTON, BILL
OPDYCKE, JAZMINE
PHELPS, JUDY
RUETENIK, SHARON
SARGENT, ANGELA
SCHUTTER, MARY R. P.
SEYEDBAGHERI, MIR-YASHAR
SIMMONS, JON
SINGH, PRISHA
SPRAGINS, ELIZABETH
SUERMONDT, TIM
TURNER, MIKE
VELASCO, REINALYN
VORK, JR
WILSON-DALZELL, JORDAN
WOOD, CHRIS
WOODS, EMILY
ZEMPEL, RACHEL

Bill Melton



a leaf pirouettes
across the placid water
the soft breath of wind




Stephen Curro



the silence
of snowfall
midmorning




Jon Simmons



Stuck together
Alone together
Safe together




Mickey Kulp



A living shadow
Old man crow stands on cut grass
Pondering a worm




Steve Dodson



the backyard birds
here in Biloxi
sing all night long




Prisha Singh



raindrops hitting glass,
dark clouds conceal the pale moon.
lighting strikes downtown.




Zizheng Liu



His lifeless eyes stared straight at me
My father is gone
Uncertain futures lay ahead




Tim Suermondt



Today you would have been sixty,
the starting block of old age. Your
beautiful walking cane will never exist.




Maya Lewis



Gasping for air,
I reach out a hand--
to drown my friend.




Mary McCormack



a day filled to the brim with pages
like a cup of tea, as yet
untouched




Mary McCormack



sunlight spills its gold
onto memory's hoard
of summer days




John Kneal



Bare trees reveal nests
hidden when brimming with life,
leaves flown near and far.




Mike Turner



Silky violet petals wilt
Falling silently from dry husks
Bouquets, cut, condemned to die




Rebecca Batley



I would sell you all my sins
And swap every truth
If you would just tell me a lie.




Sharon Ruetenik



Levittown Housewife.
Starched Apron.
Stiff Martini.




Simon Clarke



Perfect silence flows
through my twilight life,
I miss the imperfect bustle of you.




Jody Larson



Cottontail bunnies, oblivious,
graze my weedy-lawn salad bar
unconsciously social-distancing.




Sandy Ferrell



Snow, cold, gloom and doom
Winter is so depressing
Time to hibernate




Maya Levine



House paved over, windows gone
Lone sneaker worn through at sole
Out front, lip splayed and stupid.




Elizabeth Spragins



a hint of fragrance
lingers on the garden air-
lily petals fall




Chris Wood



Mushrooms pop at night
Signs of a cracked septic tank
Careful where you tread




Chris Wood



Barbecue dinner
Smoke veils my view of the lake
where I was fishing




Emily Woods



I like my flowers delivered dead,
pressed between the pages
of centuries-old canon.




Bre Davis



Cry freely
Rain washes away the pain
Strengthening the stem




Jazmine Opdycke



The morning,
Like the heart,
Is full of wars and songs.




Mark Fisher



We watch the sky
my dog and I
as all the painted ladies drift by.




Rachel Zempel



unmistakable
noisy call, a blue jay takes
flight from the oak tree




Joseph Helminski



to live alone twice
companion to self
social paradise




Jordan Wilson-Dalzell



Cold flame has worn my skin
since I was little
Depression laces my lungs with winter




John Heath



Swallows circling, leaves
tossed, the updraught loads-
rumor of hot rain.




Melissa Frentsos



trees are laughing
at jokes being told
by inclement weather




Madeline Lee-Mabe



glass shards scatter
shinning diamonds of death
swept into a dustpan




JR Vork



bourbon
autumn rain
la petite mort




Maria DePaul



Belated birthday
Another chance to celebrate
Light candles again




Maria DePaul



Sleeping tabby dreams
Mice scurry and dance by
Fantasy come true




Didimay Dimacali



No matter how thorny
Life is
It is still beautiful




Didimay Dimacali



Kind words
Always uplift
A weary heart




Mir-Yashar Seyedbagheri



Mother in lavender
kisses child through the shadows
leaves a note and tears




Melissa Laussmann



autumn dawn
an ocean of stars
and clouds of moonflowers




Melissa Laussmann



silence at dawn
as the moon
takes a bow




Rose Heflin



Never forgotten
But never quite remembered,
Your words hang somewhere in the ether.




Sharvari Dhile



At night, the crickets chirp,
The fireflies twinkle,
And the dead roam around.




Reinalyn Velasco



Conversing anything to keep our late-night talks
Your voice, my love, brings beat in my heart
energizing even at midnight




Mary R. P. Schutter



fall foliage on fire
Burgundy. Orange. Rust. Yellow. Red.
green has become vividly Not Green




Angela Sargent



Scenes from badly reviewed movies
Flash while listening to you
Different actor. Same storyline.




Robert Hunt



birds flee
my stormy sanctuary-
the ambivalence of snow




Emory Jones



Yellow butterflies
Flitting across green meadow
Like dancing sunshine




Hema Srikar Kruthiventi



Like dusk meeting a twinkling star,
like raindrops meeting sunshine,
like words meeting a poet, I met her.




Judy Phelps



Freedom's Promises
Yesterday's truth, today's lies
Illusions at best




Judy Phelps



Pendulum of time
Incessant ticking tocking
History repeats




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