Morning of September 30, 2025

 


 

 

 

 

 

zero sum mindset the schism chasm between

~words & image Debbie Strange




winter light pillars making the most of insomnia


~Debbie Strange


 

fortune teller there will be (s)crying in my future


~Debbie Strange


 

from a torn equation ecstasy drips


~Vijay Prasad



Rebuke to Apolloniare


Maybe your life is a venereal disease,

but the love of a dog is pure.


~Noah Berlatsky




your lips say “Karen”

but I can hear the dog whistle

~Nicholas De Marino




fractional inspiration


(never)         mind

(doesn't)       matter


~Nicholas De Marino



 

You can't keep blaming

the time-traveling mongoose ghost.


~Nicholas De Marino





the three uses of the butter knife


1. Spread room-temp dairy product, so you can tell which side goes up.

2. Saw through sourdough, so someone asks about your trip to Europe.

3. Threaten the baker who lied about the freshness.

~Nicholas De Marino




fall nightmare

I walk the green mile

back to school


~Helen Buckingham



 

bar happy hour

even the restroom's toilet paper

unwinding


~John J. Dunphy




under the old jalopy

gnarled pumpkin vines

grow


~Joan C. Fingon




mooncakes

one piece of the rabbit

left to share


~Joanna Ashwell




wishbones

fearing the snap

of disappointment


~Joanna Ashwell




rising humidity

I call a guy over

to kill the cockroach


~Violet Avery Hall




zoom class

a fly keeps landing

on the girl that hates me

~Violet Avery Hall




I had writer’s block.

Then I decided

this poem was good enough.


~Noah Berlatsky




 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


lpt

~Jaey Price

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Evening of September 26, 2025

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 press conference-

the stomping

leads to whine


~dan smith




Electoral College

no electives

anymore


~dan smith




she saved

calculated every expense

put everything aside

then she lost her mind

that's how her life went


~Marie Derley




elle a épargné

calculé chaque dépense

tout mis de côté

puis elle a perdu l’esprit

ainsi s’est passée sa vie


~Marie Derley




my world

ruled mostly

by honey badgers


~Tejendra Sherchan




what’s the trick

for staying grounded here?

well, gravity


~Sarah Mahina Calvello




these days

relating

to a gnarled tree


~Sarah Mahina Calvello




zebra day

licorice night

full tux wedding


~Elliot Diamond




winter deepens the earworm of our tragedy


~Bryan Rickert




slamming the door our house of cards


~Bryan Rickert




the spherical uncertainty of a perfect circle


~Roberta Beach Jacobson




stuck between white and black holes of her heart my self


~Tejendra Sherchan




the artists who broke the kindergarten paint rules


~Patrick Sweeney




an infinity of locked doors in the spotted leopard's mind


~Patrick Sweeney




loneliness circling back with a limp


~
Patrick Sweeney




living for years on Aretha's 'huh'


~Patrick Sweeney

 

 

Afternoon of September 24, 2025


 

 

projected on the castle wall memories

~Tom Blessing



 

flying trapeze

a spider sways

on its lifeline

~Milan Rajkumar



 

Twitter war

night owls wait

for the early birds


~Milan Rajkumar



 

cold calling   ∞   funeral bells

~John Hawkhead



remains all that remains

~John Hawkhead




leaving littoral in the literal

~John Hawkhead




dandelions

the only clocks

i need


~Pegah Rahmati Nezhad




low-value passport

wishing

i were a bird


~Pegah Rahmati Nezhad




Truth lies


~Mykyta Ryzhykh




melting

I long to dip my toes

in your coolness


~Jennifer Gurney




My Dream


I just wanna

live, y’know?


~Jeannette Zallar




reptilian leaves

commingling shadows

on the hidden path


~Sarah Mahina Calvello




my fate

is my fate

crossing bridges


~Sarah Mahina Calvello




Dust on the mirror

Time has not been kind

brightening moon


~Sarah Mahina Calvello




short eternity



eternity always

feels too

short when you're

one of the ancient

daughters of the moon.


~linda m. crate




angry moon crab


when i cut the tail

of scorpions off

with my claws,

they aren't so scary;

and i've never been

scared to cut a fish

in half.


~linda m. crate




what if

everything ends now

tornado watch


~Mona Bedi




animal balloons

an elephant wanders

among the clouds


~Mona Bedi



 

psychic’s couch 

the things I hid

from myself


~Mona Bedi



after the rapture a world without dogs


~Julie Bloss Kelsey

 

 



Morning of September 20, 2025


 

holding a gold leaf

mom told me not to play

with fire

~Diane Webster




vanishing

the piece of candy

and ants

~Diane Webster




Ants

Ants carry a dead ant.

A procession after a pause.

~Partha Sarkar




Free speech is a poem.

 

Poems end.

~Noah Berlatsky




carrying a load

I struggle to climb

up a jagged mountain

in a dream

~Tejendra Sherchan




Sandcastles

Collecting memories

That were set aside

~Sarah Mahina Calvello




after the shooting

we finally find out

what’s in the backpack

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




back to the drawing board

breaking in the wind

the spider's web

~Michael Buckingham Gray




clouded sulphur butterfly in the middle of a three-run-homer

~Patrick Sweeney




she made me feel better about being a 'nobody, too'

~Patrick Sweeney




praying for the intercession of a saint

who burned clothespins

to keep warm

~Patrick Sweeney




he hid the hole in the wall with a scroll

he couldn't read

~Patrick Sweeney




tax deductions

his monogrammed golf balls

in the pond

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




a cracked dream system

numbed need for concrete future

animate process

~Scott C. Holstad




ice cream cone

flavors from the dirty

aquarium

~Roberta Beach Jacobson



eternalhorrorland violence of murderscene

                                                                          – I was the Zavior

~Scott C. Holstad




digital deathmatch

keyboard warriors battle

peace and love KO'd

~Gretchen VanOstrand




I'm not mad at god

burning down his creation

hell, I'd do it too

~Gretchen VanOstrand




-41

welcome

to 1984

~dan smith

 

 

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Morning of September 18, 2025


 

a button instead of an eye


~Mykyta Ryzhykh




a book falls out of the window like a bird


~Mykyta Ryzhykh




God in every freckle


~Mykyta Ryzhykh




mountain crows

disappear into fog —

a smile I can't hide


~Fatma Zohra Habis




war zone shadows blur my identity


~Fatma Zohra Habis




flood-stage river

in my dream

a clear sky


~Fatma Zohra Habis




hole in my leg

never saw the spider

or felt its bite


~David C. Kopaska-Merkel




my headstone

I'd rather haunt

your damn house


~David C. Kopaska-Merkel




one more

island nation gone

ice shelf melts


~David C. Kopaska-Merkel




waterspout

ten thousand fish

launched


~David C. Kopaska-Merkel




You are nobody.

Neither the moon nor the sun

Sees you walk away.


~Noah Berlatsky


End words are the same as those in Richard Wright’s haiku no. 1




swap meet 

finding a gently used 

companion 


~Stephanie Zepherelli




 stolen dreams 

 the wrong end

 of a wishbone 


~Stephanie Zepherelli




 finding everything i don’t need inconvenience store


~Stephanie Zepherelli




insomnia

I contemplate the future

in circles


~Nisha Raviprasad




autumn sky

he leaves ...

halfway


~Nisha Raviprasad




potluck

my spoon

in his mouth


~Jiel Narvekar




staple head

holding together

our paper trail


~Jiel Narvekar




slurred speech

the dentist motions

towards the sink


~Jiel Narvekar




her shadow without alphabets on my wall


~Vijay Prasad




captured in the cobweb a cockroach


~Tejendra Sherchan




waking up at 10:57

checkout's 11

alarm didn't ring


~Sherri J Moye-Dombrosky




thinking it's seaweed

the stinging begins

sea nettles


~Sherri J Moye-Dombrosky




daytime tv

the algorithm of celebrity

and WW3


~Steve Black




distant sun

deadheading paper roses

in art therapy


~Steve Black




I scream

You scream

We all scream

And will never wake up

From the horrible nightmare


~Nicholas De Marino




quit circling the issue

and cut the difference

we both have π on our faces


~Nicholas De Marino




never alone in compromisery


~Nicholas De Marino




artifictional realternatives


~Nicholas De Marino