Three Line Poetry

Issue 24


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Poets in this issue — click a name to read

Chris Gusek
time piles up around me
in dust heaps
of what i once was

Chris Gusek
under the bridge
street artist sleeps
to cars cutting air

Jesus Chameleon
geckos mimic cries---
oxygen and radio
gambit of false truths

Jesus Chameleon
pleasant turtle dove---
hornets build a muddy nest
regarding new sins

Dominic Ward
Seashore driftwood
Brashed saltine by the wash
The salt closes my eyes.

Theresa Cancro
Ice locks the last
embrace of fall beneath
bare branches out of reach.

Bill Melton
Black asphalt ribbon
Snakes around snow covered hills
Nature’s etch-a-sketch

Bill Melton
Hawk’s talons tighten
Rabbit’s final dying scream
Sounds almost human

Deborah Wong
Rehearsing April solitaire
by the moonlight;
Tableau in wilderness

Stephen Roche
The sun creeps through
setting fire to the bedroom.
Eyes flutter open wide.

Debbi Antebi
I suffocate him
inside the sealed envelope
holding his letters

Patricia Pella
songs of the ancestors
echo across the mesa
spirit medicine

Patricia Pella
in silent crescendo
a mountain rises through the mist
an ordinary day

Sarah Velasco
With the ambition of Caesar
and the fiery strength of Hell,
The Sun climbed up to his throne in the sky

Nicholas Thacker
Eyes drawn blank
in a bedlam of cyclicality
stare despairingly into the abyss

Peggy Trojan
her sudden death,
a door slammed shut
by the wind.

Peggy Trojan
now comes spring wildly
like drunk wind swirling mist
bursting green like thought

Nells Wasilewski
our shoes by the bed
we snuggle close for warmth
heart beats in rhythm

Nells Wasilewski
stars wallpaper the sky
silver moon turns on the light
dense clouds flip the switch

Souvik Chakraborty
Night has her wings spread,
A storm is brewing fast.
Burnt cordite, glassy eyes.

Luther Jett
March day, heavy rain
morning traffic moving slow
dream-fragments linger

David Taylor Nielsen
I love you like Godzilla
Loved Japan: flattened buildings,
Radioactive wreckage.

David Taylor Nielsen
Tonight I will be Krishna,
Quite irresistibly blue,
Dancing with all the milkmaids.

Tyson West
downtown bar streetlights
stagger against midnight sky
slur over the stars

Tyson West
the dark of samhain
watermelon sugar dreams
once green leaves dance in red

Alissa Oliverson
suspended white puffs
interpretive sky dancing
inner child delights

Sandra Bounds
stars sequin the sky
light obsidian darkness
Nature’s fireworks

Joe Nicholas
The universe does
not know you by name, but knows
all your vibrations.

Ivo Drury
through the transom window
fresh stain of moonlight
on the old maple floor

William Davies
Starlings dart
through white coral
of snowy trees.

Souvik Chakraborty
One last flip of the coin.
Diffused sunlight; graffiti on walls -
Scrubbed off dead cells.

Grady Manus
wooly little dog curled up on my feet
my toes giggle
my heart sighs

Judy Beaston
winter sky reveals
bold grin of a Cheshire cat
in the shadows, a tail flicks

Biff Rushton
She’s Tolstoy’s winter ~
Ruthless, bitter, and dwelling
In the seamless grey

Biff Rushton
Her verse as lush swells ~
deep coral blue waves ~ cresting
against my stone heart

Janet Butler
a gong strikes somewhere
vibrations rattle my heart
you thinking of me

Janet Butler
chocolate dipped finger tips
I imagine you wiping your mouth
with pleasure

Janet Butler
Earth sleeps.
Her long slow breathing quiets
the flutter of day.

Deborah Guzzi
licked, the icicle morn
the drooling gutters, the drifts,
of pouting lips at backdoor maws

Deborah Guzzi
bone like trees line streets of Hiroshima
sentinels, scratching the sky,
winter clipped memories ...

Dennis Herrell
Earth stores
traveled bones
and treasured secrets

Tim Gardiner
Sad shadow soldiers
bathed in moonlight
spirits of a distant war

Kemar Cummings
summer midnight
the moon strikes a match
a sky of fireflies

Theresa Cancro
one snowflake falls
silently on another --
I take your hand in mine.

Michael Marine
Southern death’s-head moth,
On our side of the long road...
An end to summer.

Cynthia Sharp
demi-moonlit night
September cool in the air
deep in love with you

M.J. Iuppa
Sleep’s ragged breath ransacks our chilly room.
Full moon snagged in the sycamore’s branches.
Red star pulses on the radio tower

Jess Riffle
Candy for adults
Take a sip and wash it down
Don’t make a habit

Angell Lynn Salver
He is waking
pressing into down
a thirsty spring

Angell Lynn Salver
He is waning
curling into winter
all the missing leaves
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