BOEHM, ROSE MARY
BOUNDS, SANDRA
CAMPBELL, COLIN
CHAMELEON, JESUS
CHRISTINA, MARTHA
COHOWICZ, MARYBETH
DAVY-FALCONI, ALESSANDRA
DE DOMINICIS, TAMARA
DROP, LAUREN
GARDINER, TIM
GARDNER, CHARLES
GEORGE, BINDU
GEURRANDENO, FRANK
GLEASON, JESS
HENDERSON, CHARLES
JETT, LUTHER
KALWAR, SANTOSH
KELLY, DAVID
LOWE, DENNIS
MANUS, GRADY
MARINE , MICHAEL
MATTHEWS, ROSCOE
NICHOLAS, JOE
NYSTRAND, KASHA
ROBERTSON, LOUISE
ROY, ANEESHA
SCHEER, WAYNE
SCHWEICKERT, CODY
SHARP, CYNTHIA
SIMON, TERRI
SIMONDS, SUSAN
ST. PIERRE, PAT
STEIN, CAROL
TANCYUS, PATTY
TATE, BARBARA
WASILEWSKI, NELLS
WEST, TYSON
WILSON, JULIET
YOUNGBLOOD, LYNN
Louise Robertson
When he played that turn table,
it was a woman. He watched
the groove, two fingers on the side.
Cynthia Sharp
the leaves all deepen in August
the three quarter moon
preparing for birth
Patty Tancyus
today the birds flew
heading south for the winter
I will miss their songs
Cody Schweickert
Yin & Yang bird splat:
painting pigeon prodigy,
or serendipitous masterpiece.
Cody Schweickert
Gruesome history dwells within
hardcover textbook quarters; lost under
crayon wax scribbles & pudding stains.
Rose Mary Boehm
Shifting, searching for treasure
Snuffling in layers of virtual ore
You find the data miners
Juliet Wilson
an old parrot talks -
the last remaining speaker
of a dead language
David Kelly
aggressive, advanced
words of malignancy
their weight within me
David Kelly
at the shores of sleep
skimming dreams on its surface
not ready to swim
David Kelly
the heat of summer
your voice as dark as thunder
lightning temper
Marybeth Cohowicz
ripples in my soul
made from the stone he has thrown
he has a good arm
Tamara De Dominicis
scattered stars
bridge the bay’s curve
homeward lanterns
Charles Gardner
sometimes I hold my breath
to try to capture the galaxies
your beauty tends to carry
Colin Campbell
will borneo clouds
remember the last monsoon
in forgotten dreams
Nells Wasilewski
winter funeral
blue lips cold hands--wearing gloves
and deathly smile
Jesus Chameleon
the cove with eddies
the path of bright sunlight
a final farewell
Grady Manus
moon draws her bed curtains
night grumbles against the cold rain
hush – hush, baby sleeps
Wayne Scheer
We know winter is inevitable,
but leaves on trees
look so permanent.
Tim Gardiner
a derelict stile
overgrown with bramble
the path diverts
Roscoe Matthews
pull down the curtains
and let us see
your suburban secrets
Bindu George
The start is often forgotten,
Often rotten, the middle remains,
The end looms closer, seems insane.
Martha Christina
Is this sun-bleached
fading hopscotch grid
what the cicada laments?
Martha Christina
My neighbor rants against
zoning laws. Listen: scolding
bluejays crowd his feeder.
Barbara Tate
father’s day
his grave goes unmarked
no flowers grow
Barbara Tate
incoming tide
kelp winds around my ankles
I smell Neptune’s fishy breath
Carol Stein
from the oil refineries
phosphorescent flames
stronger than the sun
Luther Jett
sad-fingered time
touches our faces --
holds us and will not let us go
Lauren Drop
The sky is crying,
Desperate to soften harsh
Reminders of the past.
Charles Henderson
the night breeze
caresses bayou orchids
scented voodoo
Pat St. Pierre
Watching waves come in
While strolling at the seashore.
Dolphins jump so high.
Lynn Youngblood
A mother dies
Grey moon floats across a glittered sky
Owl closes his eyes...silence
Lynn Youngblood
New life moves within
Holding the hand of another
FEAR - where to live
Kasha Nystrand
Sun rays beam down
Through clouds on freshly dug graves
Spirits rise to Heaven
Santosh Kalwar
Projection from the beginning of time
White women with a passionate horns
Butchered yet another beloved
Aneesha Roy
A nuanced moonbeam glances asquint,
At an emerald reverie spun in dreams.
Nocturnes croon in rose-red love-bays.
Joe Nicholas
willow tree blazing
blue sky bleeding, blue sky bruised
rain swallows it all
Michael Marine
Reading on the bus,
Days cut short by fall,
A motorcycle passes.
Sandra Bounds
Warm sun rising
buds fall unopened
from winter-damaged peach trees
Michael Marine
The snow beginning
Four days after fall...
How can you not remember?
Tim Gardiner
from small acorns
flower bunches
by the ancient oak
Tyson West
stones lies and long spears
ancient weapons photobomb
selfies with the dead
Tyson West
fierce apricot rain
fences out the perseids
while flesh obscures soul
Sandra Bounds
Sky darkens; winds gust
brief stutters of lightning
signs that disappoint
Susan Simonds
If you were a cigarette I’d call you lucky
save you for last, slice away your filter
and smoke you until the embers kissed
Terri Simon
Ice dripping from branches,
into my lungs, into my heart.
Winter sympathetic magic.
Dennis Lowe
here The Great Conveyed
congregate in ritual,
lurching in blurred clubs
Dennis Lowe
a bum’s soggy sign
melts in a boiling puddle
sunlit squall
Frank Geurrandeno
Mom could feed us dimes
if only a passerby
rolled down their window
Jess Gleason
Today I woke up, sick, though defiant.
My routine, harder than on well days,
but still, I woke up.
Alessandra Davy-Falconi
in front of strangers
we hold hands
like it’s nothing.