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
