Water waits for us to finish
(She has appointments,too)

*

Thom Worldpoet
The Poetry of Thom World Poet

my father, six days dead
white noise
across the answering machine

*

Jessica Otto
Chewing Wormwood

Columba

Graceful;
grey feathers grade purple;
green metallic brocade at the breast.

*

Laura Elizabeth Woollett

Greg Evans sold his tongs to Melvin Antelope and said ‘remember chum, you’ll never cry again.’ Melvin shrugged and went.

*

Ben Pullar

your eager finger
pointing
at the moon
now i see
your moon everywhere

*

James Newton

This is the toy theatre room. You’ll notice the wooden Lawyer. Took forty-two hours to get his jaw right. We’re staging Visions on Wednesday. You should come.

*

Ben Pullar

longing
to be long
in this place
just the gray mist
and your guitar

*


Christina Nguyen
A wish for the sky…

Skeins of wild tussah catch
the briefest light, recalling
raven wing, beetle wing
yet to be knitted.

*

Jennifer Page
Inkseeds

it found the right way
to go through
but could not come back

*

m.s. mallorn
one star awake

tidepool
I stir in
more salt

*

Melissa Allen
Red Dragonfly

Perching on church wall
Those grave stones staring at me
I can’t help but look

*

Anthony Ward

Spongy

Sod beneath
My steps—
Squish on wet
Leaves like slugs.

*

Wesley Dylan Gray

maybe if I cry hard enough
I can wash away the memory
of burying his ashes

*

Corey Hutchins

jigging on the pier—
teenage girls discuss
their evening plans

*

G.R. LeBlanc
Reflective Ink

spring green leaves on the plum tree;
its delicate branches wave like kelp in the ocean

*

Kaspalita
Purple Clouds

at the spillway
hungry carp beg for bread —
my son gums Cheerios

*

Craig W. Steele

waves slide over the hood of her car
she remembers sipping a Piña Colada
and sunshine

*

Jessica Otto
Chewing Wormwood

Loss

Hung skin fluttering
in the wind-
bodies in limbo

*

Karuna Chandrashekar
Tinydancer

Haiku mind
looking for poetry
in the lint filter.

*

Richard Cody
RCodywrites

Angler Vision

The stream speaks breeze,
and polishes stones.

*

Kevin Heaton
The Fire Within

COLORS AMONG GREEN

Flowers?Birds!

*

Thom Worldpoet
The Poetry of Thom World Poet

When I think there might be
a ghost in the house
I become modest,
undressing discreetly
and shutting doors.

*

Rosemary Nissen-Wade
Stones for the River

cloud framed by dusk
blooming on the edge of day

*

m.s. mallorn
one star awake

Beneath the broad-winged woodpecker
with the bright yellow eye

soft young pine
spread like unanimous fern
into the slant of morning.

*


Jennifer Page
Inkseeds

a man
fumbles with his heart
wondering how to admit
he never learnt
to play the ruddy thing

*

James Newton

the boys are giggling
on the new sofa
bending over a book about a pig
with birds on his head

*

Heather Brager
Touching the Art

Perky peach at ripe peak
blushes.
Either crushed by enamel and shredded by enzymes
today
or awaken tomorrow a wrinkled mush and descend into rot.

*

Lesley Neel Clinton

Phases

Some nights, I am as full as the moon,
brimming over with good intentions,
resolutions, and new weather.

Other nights, I am as starved as the moon,
cut down to size, sliced to a crescent,
slinking down the equatorial line.

*

Phil Lane

silver-locket moon
lace clouds diamond stars —
October skyline

*

Craig W. Steele

On the lichen spotted paving slabs
discarded leaves
fulvous, chestnut and burnt umber

*

Kaspalita
Purple Clouds