Afternoon of June 14, 2025

 


Tesla’s shadowgraph

A jar kept on the roof

Plum wine to soothe nerves

~Sarah Mahina Calvello




without you

my jelly jars will stand empty

this summer

on the shelf

unfilled

~Jennifer Gurney




intense heat

the open beaks

of crows

~Mona Bedi




read the room more

than the book –

there is more to learn there

~Allen David Simon




hellebores light -

a little hobbit leaves

his home

~Maria Cristina Pulvirenti




taking a break

our solar panels

during the eclipse

~John J. Dunphy




river

washing our clothes

as our souls drown

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




misguided missiles when philanthropy backfires

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




desiring nothing voids a distant star

~Vijay Prasad




blowing in the wind everything

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




feeling good in someone else’s skin new moon

~Mona Bedi




an EMT added an apostrophe to his death poem

~Patrick Sweeney




birthday reaching the age nevermore

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




stink bug, you haven't aged a bit

~Patrick Sweeney




Morn

when he woke up he was not

who he thought

he was awake but

that wasn’t anyway and what

are you dreaming under

the head he said

I am not going there now

~Noah Berlatsky




intersection

of terror and peace

closing my eyes breathing slowly

a black butterfly appears

flapping slowly toward me

~Sherri J Moye-Dombrosky




THE CYCLE


There are three things that exist:

1. Avoidance

2. Relief

3. Guilt

Anyone who says otherwise is trying to sell something.

~Jay Nahm




The world won’t stop turning

not even for love

And how I wish it would.

I can feel it move under my feet

and I am left behind.

Persephone, will you be there?

These summers melt me down.

~Jay Nahm




weeping willows -

my guitar skips

his favorite songs

~Laila Brahmbhatt




turn any page of his journal

and it's raining frogs

in Upper Darby

~Patrick Sweeney




fire hydrant -

pigeons hold

their city meeting

~Laila Brahmbhatt




scent of star jasmine by the garage door...

it wasn't his destiny

to shake the five mountains

~Patrick Sweeney




nobody likes to get caught

with the house standing

on its head

~Patrick Sweeney

 

 

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