Evening of May 12, 2025

 

Star-Crossed

~Kelly Sauvage Moyer

🄸🄽  🄸🅃🅂🄴🄻🄵  

 

🄰  🅃🄷🄾🅄🄶🄷🅃

                       not of

   🄰🄽🅈🅃🄷🄸🄽🄶

~Vijay Prasad

cave mouth closes

stalactites and stalagmites

chew

~Nicholas De Marino

shoe elves buried

in Amazon avalanche

next-day failures

~Nicholas De Marino

tarot reading


I discover


my past karma



~Mona Bedi

dervishes


on a moonlit clothesline


a mad fandango

~Mike Gallagher

a pound of flesh

the butcher’s knife –

chop, chop, chop

 

the mutton –

crack, snap, snip

 

the stray dogs to the fallen bits –

munch, munch, munch

~Allen David Simon

roadkill

no driver

no feeling

~Helen Buckingham

A warning sign

On the road ahead

Jagged turbulence

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

Jeweled moon

On the precipice

Of belonging

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

Gulf of America

Gulf of the Americas

love your neighbor as yourself

~Jeral Williams

Child mumbles

Child mumbles at the window with its mother.

After a few years the teller will be changed

But the fairytales will remain the same.

~Partha Sarkar

her only friend cat at neighbor’s window

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

the first magnolia opening his allergies

~Morag Elizabeth Humble

silent message

in front of cemetery

a tree renews its leaves

~Fatma Zohra Habis

 

 

Joyfully Wondrous: Send works that lean towards the numinous and often sublime
 

experiences of life and nature through a joyful and uplifting lens.

Morning of May 10, 2025

 

a word

o

p

e

n

s

shuts

~Vijay Prasad

one of those words

I have to slow down to spell

rhythm

~Jennifer Gurney

power outage

my mammalian

response

~Patrick Sweeney

dawn

continuing where I and Thou

left off

~Patrick Sweeney

in all

the crevices of my heart

sand

~Jennifer Gurney

blood moon

regretting

that argument

~Patricia Carragon

treating myself to the value of failure

~Sharon Ferrante

briefly wondering about the sunset shenanigans in the Shenango Valley

 
~Patrick Sweeney

another thing I can’t find this itch

 

~Sharon Ferrante

Stray cats gather on the playground for their weekly flea market.

~Martina Matijević

the leech sups with its gut

~Patrick Sweeney

t a r i f f    i c k 

~Sharon Ferrante

pudgy fingers in Chinese handcuffs

Newton's Third Law

~Patrick Sweeney

no poem today

—just an armadillo

digging a hole

~Sharon Ferrante

America’s decline

featuring

we the people

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

 

 

Open now: Failed Haiku

 

https://failedhaiku.com/submissions-guidelines/

 

 

Open now: Akitsu Quarterly

 

http://www.wildgraces.com/Akitsu-Quarterly.html

Afternoon of May 9, 2025

 

 

 

The Wayfarer

~Kelly Sauvage Moyer

 

 

 

your voice fades—

the border draws quietly

Hands over ears

 ~Shinsaku Ashida

Aging—

watching a palace crumble

all alone

~Shinsaku Ashida

human lives are

like a dandelion’s seed,

drifting in the wind


~Shinsaku Ashida

sacrificing the stone

to the splash …

hitting rock bottom

~Kelly Sargent

adding political f(l)avor

the beady eyes

in muskrat stew

~Kelly Sargent

Get Out


You can

spend days

on a

campsite

and touch

no grass.


~Chad Parenteau

80 degrees

90% humidity

soggy cracker day


~Belinda Behne

everything he said --

the Mummy

takes it all back

~Rich Magahiz

bones

on the insides...

learning the way these joints bend

~Rich Magahiz

Hear now!

Ye rapscallions,

ye scallywags,

all ye fearsome taterdemalions:

hear well my beef

~Rich Magahiz

is

ittttttttttttttttttttt

time

toooooooooooooooo

st

oppppppppppppp

breath

ing

~Noah Berlatsky

Winding swirling

Wildflower brambles

So many reasons

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

Not a good space

To eat a croissant or

Meet anybody

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

optometrist's office

I squint to read

my receipt

~John J. Dunphy

parallelogram

a sea of colour

at the city cafe

~Melissa Dennison

digital age

cresting a wave

a smile of 0s and 1s

~Melissa Dennison

white butterfly

plays footsie

with the flowers

~Melissa Dennison

deal deal deal

d
eal deal deal deal deal

deal deal deal

~Tejendra Sherchan

the ravens

well. they caw in joy or danger

all year long

~Tom Blessing

on our street

the joyful voices of birds

mingle with boys swearing

~Tom Blessing

‘Useless! Useless!’

Jack wrote

watching the rain

falling on the ocean

but he was

wrong

~Tom Blessing

Afternoon of May 4, 2025

 

 

 

        Ninja Skillz

        ~Kelly Sauvage Moyer

Truth #1

~Kelly Sauvage Moyer

 

 

 

 

recycling them unread

the papers copies

you should have sent electronically

~Joshua St. Claire

Ultraviolet

 

The robin sees and hears

what I cannot,

yet returns each morning

to its perch,

never wishing to leave

the stratosphere.

~Angela Acosta, PhD

Lone heart

Gets different directions a lone heart on the avenues

But cannot decide which one is to take.

~Partha Sarkar

truck stop bathroom

my hands cleaner

than the sink handle

~Joshua St. Claire

countdown

everyone already knows

the end has begun

~M. R. Pelletier

After every carnage

Carnage!

After every carnage

There has been no ringtone in the embryo

As every carnage is state sponsored

(If not by both, at least by one)

~Partha Sarkar

summer rental house

within my closet

someone’s fishing poles


~Anthony Lusardi

spaghetti westerns

gun sounds

before hands draw


~Anthony Lusardi

a toddler

striking a pose

she saw on tv

~Anthony Lusardi

in his eternally cool fortress of sand, the Egyptian accountant's closing entry

~Patrick Sweeney

a few stains on her perfection

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

it seems wrong now to mention the uncertainty of butterflies

~Patrick Sweeney

stench of old dog

his owner

holds him close

~Sherri J Moye-Dombrosky

not the first to want to exchange places with the shaggy dog in the commercial

~Patrick Sweeney

birdwatching

with no desire

to know

~Joanna Ashwell

beaver moon

the odds already

stacked against us

~Joanna Ashwell

troll emojis

oh her dating profile

total red flag

~Nicholas De Marino

that wasn't the last

crusade

just the most recent

~Nicholas De Marino

showing his hands before being ordered to

~Patrick Sweeney