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.