Three Line Poetry

Issue 56


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Poets in this issue — click a name to read

Tanni Haas
We talk like actors
Trying hard to remember
Lines from long ago

Biff Rushton
In the white breathed morning
love takes its place
beside us, effortlessly

Debbie Walker-Lass
Seven days gone now,
White geese line the horizon
Melt into mourning

Elise Stouffer
Ships on hallowed seas
Crest golden dunes of dark light,
Songbirds on their masts.

Isaac Eustice
Snow-covered asphalt:
The phosphorescent surface
Of a cold, blue sun.

Maria DePaul
Anniversary
Still holding hands
A gleam in their eyes

Christa Planko
dazzling frosted limbs
form snowy palace archway
Winter's kingdom reigns

Alison McBain
frothed pond water
flies on the lunch menu
gulp! all gone

Robert Hunt
orchard morning dew
your dazzling daybreak smile
kibbutz of my mind revisited

Martha Christina
bird tracks
quilt
fresh snow

Natasha Vigil
Lavender scents, purple
Breezes sway blooming fields
Senses fermented

Robert Petras
Easter morning
Hundreds of windmills
signing the cross

Angela Sargent
Colorado snow banks
Sun glints off the ski slopes
Exhilaration high.

Nancy Gough
On certain Mondays,
my life is beige
and thick as honey.

Emory Jones
On a pale blue sky
Flocks of birds are writing poems
that clouds will erase.

Michael Flanagan
I stop and breath
your name is on the stone
but you are not there

Ruchi Chopra
bamboo sprouts roots
store-bought vase
urban life aesthetic

Douglas Lanzo
sun umbrella twirls
in golden radiance
of bamboo sunlight

Roger Moffitt
distant moon
yearning for her love
a child's cry

Paul Telles
The gulls flee inland
just before the thunderstorm.
I will get past you.

Sarah Deranleau
Before the violence,
Fist-sized holes in the drywall,
You were just a girl.

Didimay Dimacali
maple leaves
rustle in the breeze
shadows left behind

Jennifer Smith
A touch, a reflex made in fear.
Hands held together like in a past dream,
broken apart like a nightmare.

Stephen Curro
buzz of cicadas
cool lemonade
kisses my lips

Melissa Laussmann
rushing water
the sound of yesterdays
flooding the present

Brett Abrahamsen
Sorrow falls softly
Into the ether
Yet traces linger on

Monica Louzon
fish me out of the water,
breathe stars into my lungs,
and i'll light up your sky.

Ada NavarroUlriksen
in this great blankness
I dissolve myself
like white birds in a cloud

Julie Allyn Johnson
obsidian woods
brambles and thorns, watchful eyes
you will learn of fear

Matthew Perry
Harvest moon
Watching the fire burn
You turn to kiss me

Eve Chilicas
glass stones skipping across
fern lake of tree shadows
flickering moonlight everywhere.

Manoj Arora
winter sun-
a fish swims
near the surface

Laura McGinnis
Waiting, worrying,
Knowing the phone call will come,
Nothing I can do.

Rene Mullen
broken heart in every chicken scratch
mended muscle memory
with each replayed breath

Jack Galmitz
next to me the crow
waiting for a piece of chicken
I have so much more

Gloria Caviglia
bedecked in jeweled colors
she offers her gifts
warm balm for a chapped nation

Jennifer Montgomery
air smelling of rain
dirt, green, dancing on the hill
bright new life itself

Chasity Gaines
Broken bottle
bloodied
in Brawl of Life

Carol Lee Saffioti-Hughes
Overgrown path my feet know well
Prairie grass murmuring voices
Small buds like a child's fist clinging.

Ayaz Daryl Nielsen
wind through the forest
leaves sway and bow
moonlit prayers

JR Vork
barn swallows tango
effortlessly
the orange sun sets

Alyson Rhodes
Monday on the moor
picnic,shoulder to shoulder -
chill dusk, chips and love

Jamie Brown
Clouds shroud the hilltops,
prayer shawls across
shoulders of old men.

Kim Whysall-Hammond
Sleep the blanket to thought
A lover giving release
Sometimes elusive, teasing

Jess Ptak
the far inner room
us, tethered to the same star
fill the space like home

Michael Crawford
Storm of whirling seeds
Raining upon the driveway.
Forests laid to waste.

Michele Cuomo
dead white tree above evergreens
like fractured femur bone
black vulture in its break

Mary Crane Fahey
Elegant pink wool coat, hollow carapace
Hangs alone in her closet, motionless
objet d'art in the museum of you not here

Pat Anthony
planter of pink petunias
shaking without wind
hummingbird soars away

Susmita Ramani
sunsets remind one all things must end
what more apt end than a rending of sky
pink-gold brilliance washing over earth
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