the bejesus
between euphoria
and despair
a functional deity
~Robert P. Moyer / Kelly Sauvage Moyer
no-
where
exists
some-
where
~Joseph
P. Wechselberger
I
am whispering between your lines of the day to day
~Keith Snow
the
pot boils over without water
~Robert Fleming
meditation
a hush on the horizon
~Katherine E Winnick
snowdrifts
silent cento for unmarked graves
~dan smith
landing
in the wheelbarrow
well-seasoned
winter soups
~Roberta Beach Jacobson
winter cloud
my inner colors change
into
blue
~Beata Czeszejko
coral dawn
the drip drop of rain
in
my dream
~Nisha Raviprasad
But the fact is
She phoned me while I was thinking of her.
Was it telepathy or deep emotions that made her phone me?
Perhaps both of them did so and made me happy and later happier.
But the fact
It
was SHE who phoned me made me happiest.
~Partha Sarkar
THE
APOLOGY
My apology
was insincere
but she
accepted it.
Then we kissed
and made up.
At least,
she made up.
I
made do.
~John Grey
harvest
party
a beautiful bride
of Frankenstein
~Anna
Cates
chocolate
chips
in my contribution
Friday funeral
~Anna
Cates
IN THE BEGINNING 5
there was no one
to tell you
how cheap things were
in
their day
~John Grey
unpopular choice
already being sworn at
though
not yet sworn in
~John H. Dromey
when
you love
I will be your neighbor
~Robert Fleming
produce
stand
a cloud of fruit flies
claims the nectarines
~Joseph
P. Wechselberger
they
came
with the house
peeling Adirondack chairs
~Joseph
P. Wechselberger
stripped nuts
monkey wrench . . .
a firm grasp
on my deity’s predictions
~Terri L. French / Kelly Sauvage Moyer
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