Morning of May 18, 2024

 








~Jerome Berglund




the alloy steel hips

pitched well forward

the groomsmen

checked for

perpendicularity

~Richard Magahiz




my mistress' eyes

are nothing like

fuel pellets

~Richard Magahiz




in tissue temples  pasteboard altars

~Richard Magahiz




there could have been

only the one sun

but no

~Richard Magahiz




glass, vodka-clear,

slicing gold with a

bamboo edge

~Richard Magahiz




Dark purple, deep purple, adolescent angst

Dark purple, deep purple, menopausal freedom

Say what comes into your head, no filter, no mask

Don't think twice, follow your heart, no need to ask


Dramatic colour of ritual and rite

Dramatic colour stolen in the night

No pastel tones, no wishy-washy clones

In your face, purple is no disgrace

~Olinda Ninolakis




old age

like adolescence

home by nine

~Chris Collins




Hope stealers

They pluck the sun

right out of the sky

~Angela Evans




Poetry trigger

Middle of the night

nausea

~Angela Evans




Barbie love

Women rule

in a dream house

~Angela Evans




urban birdsong

harmonizing with

traffic

~Jennifer Gurney




horns twisted by some strong half-god

carabao lies on the grassland

~Fhen M.




when, invaders, are, near,

they may run

~Fhen M.




when proper channels

have been diverted...

connect four

~Jerome Berglund




solar flares

tinfoil

on the tube

~Jerome Berglund




blues harp

different kinds

of flight risk

~Jerome Berglund

 



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