war
theatre
a shabby scarecrow
gazing at Orion
~Florin C. Ciobîcă
stray bullet
train of dark thoughts
the night comes alive
~Christopher Peys
nested together multiplication tables
~Roberta Beach Jacobson
pumpkin moon, seed in pig's nostril
~Mircea Moldovan
in front of crows' ellipsis no linguistic antecedent
~Florin C. Ciobîcă
illuminating
-
the moth and the moon
casting shadows
~Katherine E Winnick
decreasing
moon
the Earth's lesson
about economy
~Mirela Brailean
knowing
he’ll
never look for her
there
she hides deep inside
a
forest fairy tale
~Roberta Beach Jacobson
There’s a fork in the road
with the left a sure path to the meaning of life,
and the right a buffet line for the salad bar.
I choose the right because the meaning of life
might end with death, and I don’t want to die fat.
~Nolcha Fox
Rose
Petals in a Dark Room
I’m but a poet of this ministry,
rose petals in a dark room fall.
Everyone’s life is a conflict.
But mine is mastery of light and neon night
and I walk behind
these footsteps of no one.
~Michael Lee Johnson
flea
the
itch to write
a farewell poem
~Florin C. Ciobîcă
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