My
musician friend
Is a
Roman
cathedral
made
of
pawn shop
guitars
and empty
vodka
bottles.
~Matthew Borczon
My
writer friend
Writes letters
to his dead friends
and
poems
for lost jobs
but can’t tell his
wife
what’s wrong
so she no longer
bothers asking.
~Matthew Borczon
My
war friend
Keeps a dog tag
laced into his work
boot
to identify
him
after he steps
on an IED
something
no one but
he
thinks could happen
here in
Pennsylvania.
~Matthew
Borczon
the ghostly image
of last night's haiku
has escaped me
~Sherri
J Moye-Dombrosky
famous for fifteen seconds
the time it takes
to read a haiku
~Charles
Harmon
my ancestors
killing my ancestors
buffalo soldiers
~Charles
Harmon
reliving our lives
dreaming of children
we never had
~Charles
Harmon
dandelion apocalypse
at ninety
he surrenders
~Charles
Harmon
Melting honey
On flour tortillas
Soft rain
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Growing Up
After my dad died my mom told me to go home.
After my dad died my mom wanted to get back to her routine.
I went home.
They grow up and they leave you and they don’t need you any more.
~Noah
Berlatsky
the sentence of life (,) (;) (:) (!) and (…) ending with (.)
~Pravat
Kumar Padhy
artist’s cursive writing into the rising of waves
~Pravat
Kumar Padhy
consciousness of the cosmos I am part of
~Pravat
Kumar Padhy
all those finches and chickadees at my theoretical bird feeder
~Patrick
Sweeney
how relaxing coal miners gossip with the midnight stars
~Pravat
Kumar Padhy
folded
and unfolded her soaked handkerchief
~Pravat Kumar Padhy
I've had any number of requests to stop asking unanswerable questions
~Patrick
Sweeney
causes of continental drift:
half-credit for...
'Loneliness and escape'
~Patrick
Sweeney
he's quoting Camus again
and listening
to The Cure
~Patrick
Sweeney
multilingual...
belonging
to a world
of petals
~Katherine E Winnick
a singing bird
most of their names
still unknown
~Tejendra Sherchan
Oil
and Trouble (or Iraq is Back in Black)
We barrel forward to those 20 billion barrels
A narrow corridor to whet the greed for more
To bleed black gold into the sea where Black blood
Drove sharks to chase the feed.
The ‘Hel is repetition. Still, it proceeds.
~Chris
Courtney Martin
winds
of time sway
each grass blade to abandon
the field that
raised
~Allen David Simon
The Psychophancy
more than just hands and feet
must be kissed
~dan
smith
paralyzed
from a car wreck
he rises
from his wheelchair in
the zero-gravity room
~John J. Dunphy
Meh
A bursting
heart
eclipsed by
silhouette
of shrugged
shoulders.
~Chad
Parenteau
Satire’s
Swift Death
MY
GOD
THEY’RE
EATING
ME
ALIVE!
(no joke)
~Chad
Parenteau
Blank
Page
An empty field
gazes
back,
meets the stare
of
uninspired eyes.
Mute accusations,
a
response lost
somewhere on the margin
of a vacant lot.
~Bob
Carlton
Compensation
In
dying
we lose the galaxy
but gain the universe
in
return.
~Bob
Carlton
Act
Accordingly
is is
the will be
of was
~Bob
Carlton
Contemplating
Darkness
closes over
the sun,
and the night
holds
no promise
of
any light
but cold
dead
stars.
~Bob
Carlton
