Afternoon of May 26, 2025

 

Warmest Regards

~Kelly Sauvage Moyer

the

space

razorfish

take

up

in

the

oceans

of

the

world

~Patrick Sweeney

Rhythmic Games but Never Ever Lyrics or Ice Breakers

I spied with my lily-livered eye.

Two truffles and a goose-faced lie.

I am shouting truth, daring you to deny...

Blocked by Jill who's so thick-thighed,

rumbling downhill, she cried and cried.

~Keith Snow

missing the acoustic signatures of the teeming rain

on the metal trash can lids

of yore


~Patrick Sweeney

scattered cherry petals

driving the mathematician

to some basic vector calculus


~Patrick Sweeney

a reexamination

of the little piggy

that had roast beef


~Patrick Sweeney

POTSies Need Love, Too

~Kelly Sauvage Moyer

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The fraidy pajamas who caught the coal mine.

~Nicholas De Marino

she wants to curl up in Van Gogh's freshly painted bed

~Patrick Sweeney

This will pass someday.

Unless it doesn't.

~Noah Berlatsky

She says “fireworks” and “flowers” the same way.

~Nicholas De Marino

planet of the he-buffaloes in fury

~Tejendra Sherchan

another subplot put into the script without my approval
 

~Patrick Sweeney

he wants to be one

of the Forty-Seven Ronin

I want to be a butterfly

~Patrick Sweeney

pissing contest

lobsters

and politicians


~Kimberly Kuchar

fish feelings

watching you

flip-flop flip-flop


~Kimberly Kuchar

Rock Creek

swimming with grandkids

and ecoli


~Kimberly Kuchar

Somebody’s Gospel

~Kelly Sauvage Moyer

 

 

 

 

 

office window

the naked interior

of his mind

~Robert Witmer

summit meeting

the overwhelming presence

of nothingness

~Robert Witmer

catching up

on gossip

plastic bags in the wind

~Robert Witmer

figures

in a fountain

my bankbook's naked truth

~Robert Witmer

poetry in motion

smoke through a chimney

the poet's fireplace

~Robert Witmer