Morning of April 2, 2025

 

one love  . . .

a carbon-based

practice of compassion

~words and image Kelly Sauvage Moyer

I decide

to keep the typo

digital lotus

~Joshua St. Claire

wedding rice

weevils

an expiration date

on everything
 

~Kelly Sauvage Moyer/Agnes Eva Savich

squeegee cake batter

freeway exit

the starving artist’s

just desserts

~Heidi McIver/Kelly Sauvage Moyer

mushrooms, like dreams, appear after the storm

leaf litter

a lone sunbeam

finds the forest floor


~J. J. Penniman/Kelly Sauvage Moyer

taking pride

in a job well done

wrecking crew


~Keith Evetts

no strings attached spring moon

~Keith Evetts

all the flowers fallen stars

~Tejendra Sherchan

ceasefire breeding a thornless rose

~Keith Evetts

Myanmar

buried in the papers

footnotes

~RJ Humbl’

spring equinox

the church bells ring

a change

~Keith Evetts

Easter Sunday

church ladies fussing

over fake lilies

~Joshua St. Claire

the offertory

to re-gild

the cathedral

~Keith Evetts

Monday train...

among the commuters

ever more nose rings

~Keith Evetts

year of the snake

coiled round a stick

the dollar sign

~Keith Evetts

eau de chlorine

specks of red in ceiling corner

above the tub

~Jerome Berglund

Pitch In!

the receptacle

advises

~Jerome Berglund

rest area

sponsored by

your name here

~Jerome Berglund

progress!!

...a foot pull on

the lavatory door

~Jerome Berglund

keep right law

preparing

for a left turn

~Jerome Berglund

I have not lost my philosophy

I have lost my glasses.

But Thank God

I have not lost my philosophy.

~Partha Sarkar

the line

for the airplane toilet

is an endless journey

~Noah Berlatsky

on the riverbank

the man in the moon

floats downstream

~Melissa Dennison

begging for scratches

the cat that knows

I have to go to work

~Joshua St. Claire

saving the world

or---something---apparently---

venture capitalist

~Joshua St. Claire

shouldering responsibility

he listens carefully

to his parrot

~Robert Witmer

teaching Pinocchio

Morse code

Geppetto’s woodpecker

~Robert Witmer

dusk a cuckoo’s call deepens with the darkness

~Tejendra Sherchan

time travel

the Swiss watch

the evolution of the cuckoo

~Robert Witmer

ginormous moon

the years he took

to notice

~Joshua St. Claire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Afternoon of March 31, 2025

 

salon’s tagline

life is not perfect but

your hair can be

~Tejendra Sherchan

the last word waits and then falls with a thud

~Vijay Prasad

Resources

pigs and people

long extinct in the wild

recorded in transmat booths

we can produce any number

for a state dinner

or barbecue

we never agree

on which is best

~David C. Kopaska-Merkel

Still the flower shows motherhood

War-torn life!

So what?

Still the flower shows bright motherhood at every dawn.

~Partha Sarkar

history

history history

history

~Richard Bailly

history

history herstory

ourstory

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

reading sci-fi

how so many universes

can fit in a page

~Alper Ghuchlu

the living are talking

not having

a minute

the dead

are talking

asking for a minute

~Sharon Ferrante

crpyto-

five sixths

crypt

~dan smith

reclamation

one more mill

bites the dust

~Ganesh R.

palm-cupped water

slowly trickling away

our freedoms

~John Hawkhead

 

 

war crimes so many bodies of evidence


~John Hawkhead

Falling Asleep



while watching TV

finally

a star I am


~S. T. Eleu

BLUE

moon

hour

shirt

jay

car

mood

day

~Joseph P. Wechselberger

just spring

the eerie quiet

of an urban dawn

~Mona Bedi

drizzle, rain, drizzle…

chill in my bones –

uncertain diagnosis

~Maya Daneva

granddaughter

immersed in her

pagan period

~Shasta Hatter

you lived life

to the fullest

my supernova

~Jennifer Gurney

windmill -

the sounds of earth

in symphony

~Maria Cristina Pulvirenti

that place

between here

and there

where are you

now


~Joseph P. Wechselberger

invisible man

in a Tokyo subway car

space that is not

~David C. Kopaska-Merkel

wanna forget you

but the dog keeps

digging you up

~David C. Kopaska-Merkel

 

Morning of March 28, 2025

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

escape velocity

the end

of her ellipses

~words and image Kelly Sauvage Moyer

back from moon viewing with cheese and crackers

~Patrick Sweeney

'It's okay', she says, 'It's all in the cloud.'

~Patrick Sweeney

hauling another 'refrigerator haiku' down to the basement

~Patrick Sweeney

the master whiskey blender

doesn't eat fish

before work

~Patrick Sweeney

shoehorning my trivial remarks into an oh-so funny neighborly exchange

~Patrick Sweeney

telling us all where to go next in a polite, human voice

~Patrick Sweeney

spring tweets

the White House outdoes

all songbirds


~Douglas J. Lanzo

chutes and ladders

salmon run

upstream


~Douglas J. Lanzo

splintered fence rails

pig slop

the peripatetic sex life 

of a rooster

~Kelly Sauvage Moyer/Robert P. Moyer

the grass of home

out of range

a hand-drawn map

to the afterlife

~Heidi McIver/Kelly Sauvage Moyer

the fig's checkered past

her sushi roll

as tight as a blunt;

don't bogart

that wasabi,

my friend

~Kelly Sauvage Moyer/Agnes Eva Savich

Approaching bangles—

Tickling the knots in the ropes,

By the village well

~Laila Brahmbhatt

The spring wind brings

onlookers

under a kitchen sink

~Laila Brahmbhatt

a child's shoe

orphaned on the shore

grief comes in waves

~Olinda Ninolakis

help yourself

wild asparagus grows

bitterly


~Olinda Ninolakis

Minerva’s hair

waves of snakes

her safe haven

~Sheikha A.

safflower dusk

under dragon’s wing

samurai rests

~Sheikha A.

 

 

 

Morning of March 26, 2025

 

she talked until

the horses dreamed

of extinct birds

~Rob McKinnon

Fascism (/ˈfæʃɪzəm/FASH-iz-əm) 

dark dawn eats all

the red geraniums

~Rob McKinnon

Moon’s dark side…

at Elvis’ space base eating

fried Mars bars

~Rob McKinnon

dark matter…

clattering of our fears

fills the void

~Rob McKinnon

Nightmare

dre\ /am

~Rob McKinnon

porch-sitting

whittle-whistling

uncle asbestos

~Sherry Reniker

My mind is

a bird, whoosh

thump

caw

~Noah Berlatsky

night

                   blooming

flowers

                   the moon

silver

                   rose

~F. J. Bergmann

I fell

in love today

animal shelter

~Jennifer Gurney

Variation on a Nursery Rhyme

Moon.

Moooon.

Moooooon.

MOOOOOOOON.

Jump!


~F. J. Bergmann

old poet

sleeping at the table

his tea cold

~Tom Blessing

Question of time

Or maybe

When I’ll get coffee

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

on the grave

left to the wind

two marble birds

~Marie Derley

shoveling i watch the plow

fill my work

~Tom Blessing

they seemed real happy

to see me but it turned out

they only had guns

~F. J. Bergmann

wedding pictures

trying to remember

all wives' names

~Mirela Brailean

            i ex  st

~Vijay Prasad

 

counting stars be my little general

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

difficult mother earth’s weight

~Tejendra Sherchan

 

 

Afternoon of March 20, 2025

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

lined with pear blossoms

unpaved

the path

to peace

~words & image Kelly Sauvage Moyer

hibernation talking to a brick wall


~Katherine E Winnick

masters of illusion are unable to find themselves

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

pressed in an old book a touch

~Vijay Prasad

night sky celestial city

~Tejendra Sherchan

nobody

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

out of data my life begins again


~Katherine E Winnick

a vee of geese

cross the borders

tariff-free

~Morag Elizabeth Humble

setting sun

reflects into a glass house

the lightbulb

~Tejendra Sherchan

your voice wakes me

from across the divide

life and afterlife

~Jennifer Gurney

bamboo flute

crushed in a highway

all holes intact

~Tejendra Sherchan

poem about love not read

 poem about love not written


~Mykyta Ryzhykh

pitter pattern

wet paint

the geometry

of curious kitten feet

~Heidi McIver/Kelly Sauvage Moyer

cruising attitude

blossom season

any excuse to don

his leather pants

for Robert P. Moyer

~Heidi McIver/Kelly Sauvage Moyer

miles to go before i weep

deep space

i wonder if i’ll know

when i’ve reached the void

~Heidi McIver/Kelly Sauvage Moyer