Issue 47
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Issue 47
POETS
BHATTACHARYA, ISHITA
BLANKE, HEIDI GRIMINGER
BORCZON, MATTHEW
BOTTA, NANCY
BRIGHTMAN , SIOBHAN
CASTALDI, ERIN
CIPRIANO, LORRAINE
CORBETT, JULIE
COTTRELL, SUZANNE
DAU, BRIAN
DECKER, LAURIE
DEVERAUX, VAL
FAHEY, MARY CRANE
FILIPEK, AGNIESZKA
FLANAGAN, MICHAEL
GENTRY, SUSAN
GREER, CHRISTOPHER
HEDMAN, ANGELA
KAMP, LIANNE
KANE, REBECCA
KAPARDELI, EFTICHIA
KATZ, ALBERT
LAGANIA, BRYON
LAUTON, JULIE P.
LAYAOEN, KAYLA
LOW, MARC-US
MALIK, VYOMI
MCMANES, ROBERT
MELTON, BILL
MILLER, DEAN K
MULLEN, RENE
PAYNE , KIM
POLETO, REBECCA
PROULX, MICHAEL
QURESHI, MARYAM
RHEAUME , GABRIEL
RILEY, JOHN
ROBINSON, JACKIE MAUGH
SAKAI, SUZANNE
SARGENT, ANGELA
SCHWARTZ, GREG
SCHWEICKERT, CODY
SCOTT, CLAIRE
SHIPP, KATHERINE
SUBACCHI, DAVID
TEAGUE, HEATHER
THORN, JONATHAN
TRISTRAM, HANNAH-ROSE
WASILEWSKI, NELLS
ZEMPEL, RACHEL
|
Lianne Kamp
broken heart
us curled back to back in bed
at odds with our shape |
Bill Melton
one long bony leg
disappears in still water
black-crowned night-heron |
Katherine Shipp
My imagination tires of me.
I ride it like a pregnant mare
along the haunted moors. |
Matthew Borczon
Sharp footed crows
walk across human skulls
the scratching sound is my reality. |
Mary Crane Fahey
November moon transfigures pewter skies
Deserted fields, cornstalks cast shadows
Winds blow snow scent into bare places |
Rene Mullen
Venn diagram
Circles of life and love
And the rare intersection |
Gabriel Rheaume
red leaves
and rose petals
decorate the gutter |
Val Deveraux
The sea awaits me
With brilliant shiny objects
To touch and return |
Claire Scott
in the underbelly of love
in the shadow beneath the swing
grief unfolds leathery wings |
Michael Flanagan
one summer day
leaking from the bailer
silage’s sweet tang |
Kim Payne
Leaves falling as a veil
Autumn colors swirl
Loneliness has no name |
Erin Castaldi
delicate breeze
dancing across velvet petals
opening night |
Julie P. Lauton
orb on emerald blade
night gifts dawn
dewy drops |
Heather Teague
This is what a soul looks like.
Dark words atop a bright background.
Humanity is composed of contrasts. |
Angela Hedman
dampened thought alone
was an iron paperweight
on pale, feathered lungs |
Angela Sargent
Bony branches, stark against
A fiery autumn sky
Birds escape in crisp formation |
David Subacchi
plastic model cavalryman
astride a plastic horse
sabre never falling. |
Ishita Bhattacharya
slowly awaiting
salvation from reality
ceaselessly dreaming |
Marc-us Low
desire curls flamelike,
faced like a little tiger,
inquisitive |
Albert Katz
it is so much easier
to write of betrayal
than of love |
Suzanne Sakai
wind gusts on the side porch
fingertip keyboard click-clicks
-Night craves solitude |
Hannah-Rose Tristram
Walking in the dark
high on mulled Christmas carols.
Parents guard and guide. |
Heidi Griminger Blanke
Old age is like waiting for the bus.
It seems it will never come,
then, one day, it whisks you away. |
Greg Schwartz
neighborhood pond
all the fish
we never caught |
Vyomi Malik
Blackened boat
Rowing furiously
An azure cotton saree |
Jackie Maugh Robinson
stroking
an aquarium stingray
too far the sea |
Agnieszka Filipek
I watch the rain
washing dirty windows
my fingerprints remain |
Jonathan Thorn
Peering into you
His eyes hammer into your soul
Exploding in light |
Christopher Greer
Greedy little beast,
unsatisfied and longing--
always wanting more. |
Rebecca Kane
Kansas landscape
beating boredom from the backseat
counting telephone poles |
Bryon Lagania
golden sun
growth's scent travels on warm wind
ice trickles |
Kayla Layaoen
Quiet, wind-shaken,
still and lulling back and forth.
Single tree, sparse leaves. |
Robert McManes
I can't imagine real flowers
winter has closed imagination’s borders
and locked me a colorless cage |
Siobhan Brightman
Through the mud blossoms beauty
But we must dive in feet first
Before we can find the lotus |
Eftichia Kapardeli
The wings of a loving butterfly
The petals hit the soul
blooming blooms |
Nancy Botta
An ocean of shale
couldn't keep lovers apart—
weeds reach for the sun |
Suzanne Cottrell
Forest green leaves eager to emerge
Await thawing soil and longer days
Finally Amethyst, butter, white crocuses |
Cody Schweickert
Sonorous bell envelopes village
In songs of flesh united
In cries of threnody |
Nells Wasilewski
Sky of tangled clouds
unhappy and foreboding
pours out its wrath |
Maryam Qureshi
Pale Autumn Moon...
Withering Face
Lonely Maiden |
Susan Gentry
Winter storm warnings trigger
searches for gloves, skates and sleds
notices of school closings |
John Riley
Inside cities I've walked country miles,
watched lights turn on and off
in houses perched on little lawns. |
Brian Dau
The wind chimes lost
their root note and blew
unresolved against the sky. |
Laurie Decker
Words spun, gossamer fine
whisper across a dancing flame,
love among the ashes. |
Michael Proulx
Wind-blown snow
My mind a drift
Yet so focused |
Dean K Miller
Now, just a moment away from your past
And staring into your future
You know where you must go |
Rachel Zempel
torn journal paper
black ink— wounded heart archives
bleeding poetry |
Rebecca Poleto
Leaves tumble down,
a carpet of red
crunching beneath my shoes. |
Julie Corbett
reclaiming a family name
unrelated partners
reliably unconnected with a past |
Lorraine Cipriano
He broke down her walls
rebuilt them adding windows
letting sunshine in |
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