Afternoon of September 6, 2025

 


transient history drained pale and empty


~Scott Holstad




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~Scott Holstad




predestined shoes


little boy sez

// <but mama>

// if they’re always & forever, where do

     >>>                s0les 

// come from before they become us?


~Scott Holstad




french fries

the pigeon’s time square

in beer cans

~Elliot Diamond

 

 


the numbers after

a decimal point…

endless pi


~Elliot Diamond



new horizons . . .

the evolution

from spoon to spork


~Kelly Sauvage Moyer




wardrobe update . . .

i crochet myself

a wise woman’s shawl


~Kelly Sauvage Moyer




hearthfire . . .

the clockwise stir

of a mouse


~Kelly Sauvage Moyer




baseball dads

we discuss our pre-son

bellies


~Joshua St. Claire




boardroom

the-before-and-after

of his bad breath


~Joshua St. Claire




cantaloupe sky

the just-so

of his dog’s porcelain teacup


~Joshua St. Claire




crimson tide

a seagull pecks

at a tampon


~Adele Evershed




chokeberries…

the Man tries to strangle

Epstein survivors


~Adele Evershed




rubber dinghy

only I’m between

migrant and immigrant


~Adele Evershed




political fog

imagining ourselves

in Canada


~Roberta Beach Jacobson




autumn equinox

looking at my beer glass

half full

~Oscar Luparia



Curly's response

to tyranny

'nyuk, nyuk, nyuk'


~Patrick Sweeney




in an unsanctioned state

mowing circles 'round each and every dandelion


~Patrick Sweeney




perplexing how charlatans with the kaboom gene

get millions to participate in their madness

'Another one of the oddities,' says Mr. Wise


~Patrick Sweeney




fridgelit floor

a silvery flake —

wriggle jiggle writhe

~Nicholas De Marino



shorn

bee mumbles

on autumn shore

~Nicholas De Marino




a prose poem

on the vulture refusing

politicians


~Tejendra Sherchan




rebranding department of war now


~Tejendra Sherchan




I disrobe into a misprinted vowel

~Vijay Prasad




Autumn heat

Somewhere between you and me

Distant moon


~Sarah Mahina Calvello




Unsure if I miss it . . .

The spiced disarray

Of a coffee shop


~Sarah Mahina Calvello




The unknown

Ideas used for a map

In the dizzy night


~Sarah Mahina Calvello




missile fall

stray dogs and bodies

in the street


~M. R. Pelletier




border crossing
 

the weight


of the sun


~M. R. Pelletier




objectively

calling an invader

a soldier


~Jerome Berglund




there!

in a brush of streetlight

van Gogh sunflowers


hollandaise sauce


~Shane Coppage & Jerome Berglund




the bad

comes with the good

joined at the head


~Jerome Berglund




I dreamed I was a sack of clothes.

And woke and did not know

where to drop my bones.


~Noah Berlatsky





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hedgerow: a journal of small poems

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border crossing

an elephant stamps

my passport

~Colleen M. Farrelly




climate change

a flooded trunk

the elephant in the room

~Robert Witmer





Angles of Doubt


equilateral: a triangle with all angles equal to 60 degrees

symmetry

isosceles: a triangle with two congruent sides

the wandering eyes

obtuse: a triangle with an angle greater than 90 degrees

I pretend not to notice

~Colleen M. Farrelly




tinkling triangles

the Pythagorean orchestra

a roomful of squares

~Robert Witmer




twilight

falls into the pond

a last lotus blossom

on an unfinished poem

~Colleen M. Farrelly




bodies entwined

the last dance of the wasp

with the spider

~Melissa Dennison




the rhythm and clank

of magnets

I disappear through a wormhole

~Melissa Dennison




end of the season

the days are getting shorter

little by little

our shadows lengthen

before disappearing

 

fin de saison

les jours raccourcissent

petit à petit

nos ombres s’allongent

avant de s’estomper

 ~Marie Derley




Past and Future Writer’s Block

 

If future me had a time machine

I would come back to present me

and offer inspiration.

~Noah Berlatsky




another troubled summer sleepless flies

~Robert Witmer




heading north great white sharks

~Tejendra Sherchan




thought a staircase ending mid air

~Vijay Prasad




full of himselfie

~Robert Witmer




starlight all the gods of aliens

~Anne Fox

 



golden field -

the courage to be light

in a world turmoil

~Maria Cristina Pulvirenti




her sunglasses

blocking out the U-me

~Richard L. Matta




frozen account

a bitcoin bounces

at the bank

~Richard L. Matta




panning for gold

near the bank

the river of time

~Robert Witmer




thickly layered paint

war and peace

every time a bit different

~Maya Daneva




Ekphrastic


gnostic reading

my paintin' shoes

are canvas too

~dan smith




1980

in my best party dress

I change parties

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




church service

MAGA supporters

and opponents

pray to

the same God

~John J. Dunphy




birdsong…

the many names of god

decreasing daily

~Anne Fox




almost home

the ever-moving edge

of other

~Anne Fox



 

my life

a raindrop

on its way to a flood

~Robert Witmer

 

Morning of August 30, 2025


 

 

putting on airs

our android housekeeper

claims she can trace

her ancestry back

to Roomba

~John J. Dunphy




AI- the sand-man


Beware of AI- the sand-man.


A warning for the children making sand-castles-

the placid sanctum of childhood.

~Partha Sarkar




tears

in an analog

Universe

~Patrick Sweeney




I see you answered 'yes' to fears of asphyxiation...

the blue pilot light in the sulphur yellow kitchen

~Patrick Sweeney




on the brink of sainthood

a weary shopper's

smile

~Patrick Sweeney




a hundred years on the boardwalk

the water-ice man's translucent as a sea butterfly

~Patrick Sweeney




first date

between AI robots

avoiding the deep questions

~Douglas J. Lanzo




lunar cavity

pangs of regret

for dentists left on earth

~Douglas J. Lanzo




Mötley Crüe

an old track

run by painted wolves

~Douglas J. Lanzo




alien gardeners

seeds replace humans

beware spring


~Brian Rosenberger




metallic eyes in the sky

funded by taxpayers

your dollars watch you


~Brian Rosenberger



temperatures rising

ice cream truck melts

screams from the street


~Brian Rosenberger




on the edge of town the carnival sleeps

~Mark Gilbert



stopstart stopstart stopstart poptart

~Mark Gilbert




officer hit!

assault with a deadly

sandwich


~Kimberly Kuchar




Thought I heart crickets

In the misty stillness

Changes come

~Sarah Mahina Calvello 




Rest now

Breathe in some cool air

Rustic mushrooms

~Sarah Mahina Calvello




marco, polo

he steals

second base

~Amber Winter




Follow Me


get behind and form a line

I’ll try not to lead you astray

step-by-step and all in time 

get behind and form a line

do not disobey and do not decline

just blindly trust I know the way 

get behind and form a line

I’ll try not to lead you astray


class leader my favorite 1st grade job

~Amber Winter




Road is a story


Road is an unending story that never returns to its base point.

~Priyank Biswas




laid on the grass

so many poets

drinking moonshine

~Joanna Ashwell




night quilt

the star-moss

of dreams

~Joanna Ashwell




coral caves

the weave of a tail

mermaiding

~Joanna Ashwell




inbox left to dwell in unopened

~Joanna Ashwell




more of story

than a sentence

morning hiatus

~Joanna Ashwell




GN-z11 the edge of time becomes clearer

~John Hawkhead




sweeping away dust we always were

~John Hawkhead




worm charmers forming an inner circle

~John Hawkhead




Mana

 

R. Cree-

ly undertook a

wisdom sand-

wich.

 

He sd

I’ve got butt-

er God but

not enough enjam-

bment.

~Noah Berlatsky




Now we come to nine

Day after day after day

And now we are here.

~Charles A. Perrone




pink slip

the daylight at work

widens


~Christa Pandey




one by one

letting go of pretty things

river fishes too

~Tejendra Sherchan




the power

of a single uttered word

hospice

~Jennifer Gurney




herpetology-

the most colorful

are deadliest

~dan smith




files-

that worry me

are those on us

~dan smith




talk radio-

when they said freedom

it sounded like barbed wire

~dan smith




the last word he said autumn rain

~Mona Bedi




light years away our forefathers

~Mona Bedi




tin-can phone

my grandson calls me

from oceans away

~Mona Bedi




lost identity

a mockingbird mimics

my song

~Mona Bedi




from our earth

124 light-years away

potential alien life

~Tejendra Sherchan