your ashes
safe underground now
along with the dog's
~Penny Lowery
summer night —
old dog comes in
flea-ridden
~Penny Lowery
Ennui
My
children tell me they are bored
and all my suggestions are
boring, too.
They drape themselves on couch and chair,
in
blankets swathed, both semi comatose,
in listless, languid,
enfeebling enervation, torpor total.
Unlike my dog, no ball, no
leash,
no squirrel will quicken them to life.
~Cecil Morris
Fire is smart.
It finds the cracks.
It knows things.
~Sarah Henry
moonless night
in the crystal rocky
stream
of consciousness
lost
in the stirring
of her wake
the water siren's
dream lives
~Lorelyn De la Cruz Arevalo
carp from the canal in the backyard sniffing lilacs moving day
~Joseph P. Wechselberger
stars
sky
earth
worm
earth
sky
stars
~Noah Berlatsky
that place between here and there where my father says goodbye
~Joseph P. Wechselberger
husband
brother
uncle son grandson
this man
all he has to do is sign his name
to enlist for this new war
~Roberta Beach Jacobson
that memory of when I was small and dad my hero a moment of minnows
~Joseph P. Wechselberger
a fairy tails
an ugly duckling
in a deep dive mission
into the pond's abyss
to steal a kiss
from the frog prince
and undo the curse
of the fairy's tail
~Lorelyn De la Cruz Arevalo
sudden wind
our conversation
blows down the street
~Joseph P. Wechselberger
Dog
Days
This morning
our late daughter
is dead
again
but we don’t
mention it.
And after
work,
when we come home,
her dog, gone too,
does not
greet us
with its dance.
~Cecil
Morris
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