Snake catchers are
proud of their work
The jungle is the birthplace of
dangers
This is what snake phantom pain looks like
Fingers
trying to feel the wind
Rusty leaves tickle the
belly
Laughter turns into intimidation of the enemy
Deceitful
fangs threaten with poison that actually does not exist
The gaze
searches for a house that no longer exists
~Mykyta Ryzhykh
(Originally published in The Creativity Webzine)
Midnight refrain
Thoughts get thinner
At the crossroads
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
outside a colors shop
grounded on its half wing
a dead butterfly
~Tejendra Sherchan
a reluctant smile towed away by a flea
~Vijay Prasad
buzzed or was bee
~Roberta Beach Jacobson
night
waves
hitting the pier
songs from the other side
~Anthony Lusardi
Past, Present and Our Future
Through the collective known as Women! – ever ready, willing, and able
to withstand persistent pressures and towering temperatures
needed to become glittering, priceless diamonds
lighting the way
out of madness to sanity; out of chaos to order; out of conflict to peace;
world no longer on fire
~Suzanne S. Austin-Hill
volcanic
pizza burning the crust
~Roberta Beach Jacobson
powerline
a crow maneuvers her tail
to balance on
~Tejendra Sherchan
Dusty mirror
Time has not been kind
Vanishing moon
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
carefully :
there won't be any more time
~Mykyta Ryzhykh
repent, tick tock fan
time wastes the fritter
even a space ex
~dan smith
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