Still Holding on
~Roberta
Beach Jacobson
Life
in stitches she remembers her purse
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Sneaking
chocolate cake in a thunderstorm emotions abandoned
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Leaves
whirling down the rabbit hole along with my worries
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
the
night curled up and cut its veins
heaven did not notice
anything
only the cats turned over to the other side in a
dream
the magic of childhood is over
~Mykyta Ryzhykh
bite
my ear like salvador dali
drown me in a landscape painting
i
flower flower
i smoke smoke
~Mykyta Ryzhykh
Poem
Ending with a Line by Pindar
Check your spelling,
or
try without quotes:
“stormfoot chariot”
~Joseph Tate
Corners of Unmade Beds
He is his said of a was and more going to be, being of an unmade what of his mind,
as he speaks in the middle of the night is the most his heart can give,
for
the in and the out of someone’s mind.
~John Vlachos
famous last words
my parents on a road trip
nearly
there
~Jennifer Gurney
my
least favorite insect
thwack
~Jennifer Gurney
after the wind
bird-nest
hair
~Albert Schlaht
a sneeze
having gotten away from him
fleeing
pigeons
~Albert Schlaht
he takes
his eggs hard-boiled
the
slouching detective
~Albert Schlaht
more and more each day
I'm less and less afraid
of
little green men
~Patrick Sweeney
he's an iridescent fly away
from
another entomological disquisition
~Patrick Sweeney
If it is required
If
it is required, you may get defeated.
~ Partha Sarkar
the crayon left in the car seat
turned
into a celestial blue puddle
~Patrick Sweeney
twenty times a day
I want to WD-40
my
neighbor's screen door
~Patrick Sweeney
habitable planets
in our galaxy
I
am the landlord of five
~Tejendra Sherchan
pretending to be someone who was pretending to be someone
until
mom let the green parakeets out of their cage
~Patrick Sweeney
she
thinks the crickets are talking about the moon
~Patrick Sweeney
'Eternal rest'
always sounded
good
to her
~Patrick Sweeney
as luck
would have it
brown
recluse
~Tom Bierovic
crescent moon
she asks to see the ring
in
better light
~Tom Bierovic
baggage check
the backward glance
she
didn’t give
~Tom Bierovic
Always
open for magickal poetry submissions: Circle of Salt
https://circleofsaltmag.blogspot.com
Always
open for submissions: The Other Bunny
https://theotherbunny.blog/about/
Open
for submissions in July: Frogpond
https://www.hsa-haiku.org/frogpond/submissions.html
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