Morning of November 20, 2022

cockroaches, the vanishing act

~Sreenath



maggots all in good health

~Sreenath



he stands with houseleeks in his palms and collarbone

~Richard Magahiz



restless spirits lifting your phone charger
 

~Kelly Moyer



November crow and I resigned

~Keith Evetts



one dream dead

another floundering

Chernobyl rain

~Anna Cates


 

only the flower garden left

and only half a flower

the war

~Anna Cates



       dark, cold painful dawn

line at emergency dental clinic

~Steve Van Allen



the tickman garners all the headlines

~Richard Magahiz



snow blossoms another version of myself

~Kelly Moyer



time is eternity cut into pieces

~Sreenath

Afternoon of November 19, 2022


Creatives Need Each Other

Sometimes they need each other & wine

& cheese & warm bread & meat & smoked salmon dip & Flamenco guitars

& conversations in the dining room

& on the porch with the ghosts of deviled eggs.

~Keith Snow



wind shear pruning her whispers

~Kelly Moyer



linen napkins untucking her tail

~Kelly Moyer



home on the range of ICBM

~Roberta Beach Jacobson



nirvana a straight shot on the turnpike

~Kelly Moyer



gin-bottle green

the patience of

the blowfly


~John Pappas



Why Did God Make Blowflies?

Little maggots wriggling on fresh meat

The blowfly has laid her babies

Now isn’t that so sweet?


God intended all his creatures do

Go forth and multiply

That is his golden rule

~Gaye Hemsley



cheese sandwich

my death poem

cheese sandwich

~Keith Evetts



two front orange teeth

crooked they're overlapping...

eclipsed beaver moon

~Pat Geyer



        verandah edge

      a slug, poor chap

      pressing forward

  push-press-push-press

~Rupa Anand



if you're not expecting

a headful of snakes

well well

~Keith Evetts



~Sébastien Revon

 


Afternoon of November 16, 2022

hospital hallway

the difference between

a wish and a prayer

~John Pappas



stuck at the bottom

he tries cutting corners

square peg

~Robert Witmer


 

time salts our pulled hare

~Robert Witmer



we grow togather then to meat
 

~Robert Witmer


 

her work involves measuring coronal mass ejections   you two should get along
 

~Patrick Sweeney


 

family matters

mowing down

the faerie ring

~Kelly Moyer


 

looking both ways before crossing is not good enough anymore


~Patrick Sweeney



memoir writing the perspective of a survivor heroine
 

~Kelly Moyer


 

he always came home with rain on his shoulders


~Patrick Sweeney


 

pebbled clouds

a map as good

as any

~John Pappas



fall showers

that old sitcom

theme song

~John Pappas