Morning of January 6, 2025

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critical

mass

ive

gather

ed to

gether

~Bob Carlton

toy shovels

in Zen gardens

buried moons

~Elliot Diamond

opening the new year

like an easy-to-peel clementine

January

~Jennifer Gurney

re-frig-er-a-tor / winter chill is on its way / please do not unplug

~Charles A. Perrone

after the break-up

sorting through unerased

digital remnants

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

death stuck under the nails

and took away the fingers

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

pigeon cities

postcards

from the war

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

Tequila sipping

Dreaming of the moment

When things seem right

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

It was a lie

The cards are on the table

Unmasking

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

not yet

going over the edge

borderline

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

Elementary Particulars


photons and protons

gluons and muons

bosons and so ons

~Bob Carlton

I don't know how much poems cost

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

on a frozen pond

geese that chose not to migrate

having second thoughts

~John H. Dromey

office toasty warm

time to butter up the boss

and ask for a raise

~John H. Dromey

the prison

and my world

I see no difference

~Tejendra Sherchan

 

 

Afternoon of January 3, 2025

it's not the New Year until someone starts talking about the end of the world

~Patrick Sweeney

Clue Map

maiden voyage of a monarch chrysalis

flagship's horn echoing

across the bay

maiden voyage of a monarch chrysalis

                                    childhood dreams

                                    coming alive

maiden voyage of a monarch chrysalis

                                                                    one more sign

                                                                    to rebuild my faith

~Roman Lyakhovetsky

tranquil clouds passing

in my heart

a doubt

~Noah Berlatsky

just me and the wind

the constant chime

of nevermore

~Joanna Ashwell

dirty snow

& the complications

of Spider Solitaire

~Patrick Sweeney

discard old skin

emerge from chrysalis

perpetual change

~Olinda Ninolakis

village fair

a doll's dress

catches briar

~Debarati Sen

in my own analog universe

straight through

Abbey Road

~Patrick Sweeney

in the city

a deserted house

gripping nostalgia

~Tejendra Sherchan

bro.ken, vi.vid dreams

 

transparent glue

belongs to you

 

seamless repair

mine to declare

~Suzanne S. Austin-Hill

fairy tale

I eat the wolf

that ate grandma

~M. R. Pelletier

housekeeping carts

long-term tenants air out

at the curb

~M. R. Pelletier

headphones

I help a loudmouth mind

his own business

~M. R. Pelletier

civilization

a well paved road

to self-destruction

~M. R. Pelletier

this mish-mash life I like to call eclectic

~dan smith

if he stubs his toe today, he'll be checking for gangrene in the morning

~Patrick Sweeney

 

 

will there be a body politic when our brains/minds get uploaded

~dan smith

Morning of January 2, 2025

inner octopus

just inked

me out

~Lys Browne

New Year's Day

I wake up facing

my TV

~John J. Dunphy

evening walk

letting go

of the prognosis

~Padma Rajeswari Tata

A hospital like nightqueen

Gets injured milky air by busy drilling.

No green janitor at the playground.

Pants Room No. 3 of the lungs.

Yet is fearless the lamb.

Yonder a hospital like nightqueen

With a nominal green ticket.

~Partha Sarkar

between yes and no she smiles creases

~Vijay Prasad

cloud peaks imposter syndrome

~Joshua St. Claire

strangling the willow tree devil's hair

~Tejendra Sherchan

magnetic monopoles

Wood’s cycad

in cone again

~Joshua St. Claire

winter night garden

where plants and dreams

hibernate

~Jennifer Gurney

prevailing winds

an editor and I exchange

form letters

~Joshua St. Claire

Thank You

A meaningless

 

after-mumble,

 

word chunks

crumble like

feta pieces

falling out

of your mouth.

~Keith Snow

winter night

all my dreams

frozen in place

~Jennifer Gurney

amazing

how a life can change

one email

~Jennifer Gurney

ANOTHER YEAR


Another year of hesitant steps

taken down winding paths to

hazy landscapes, shadowy vistas

colored in grays and darkened mists,

brushed by breezes of indecision,

forced broken strides forward

into an uncertain future.

~Ruth Van Alstine

December 31

suddenly my lap cat's purring

spans two years

~John J. Dunphy

half moon

the cat catching the mouse

I poisoned

~Joshua St. Claire

my cat

heavy on my feet

grounding me

~Jennifer Gurney

 

 

Afternoon of December 31, 2024

 

a script of my soul’s story half wakefulness

~Arvinder Kaur

a thousand words

a picture

says

a thousand words,

so does

your silence.

~linda m. crate

simplicity

complexity;

poetry

is wishy-

washy

~Noah Berlatsky

on the grill

hickory-smoked

robot bones

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

when you're drowning

high functioning

depression

means getting ignored

when you're drowning

because they say you

know how to swim.

~linda m. crate

the hit list

made us wonder who

had been a target,

and who hadn't been;

the school wouldn't say—

just expelled him

for it.

~linda m. crate

gone with the geese the initial of your name

~Arvinder Kaur

my worries break the surface ice crusted snow

~Morag Elizabeth Humble

funeral we speak in flowers

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

empty bin unfolding of my loud thoughts

~Arvinder Kaur

winter dusk a little girl’s brightest smile

~Tejendra Sherchan

beauty

the moon

is beautiful in

all of her phases,

so am i.

~linda m. crate

winter rains

the scent of wet dog

on my couch

~Morag Elizabeth Humble

hibernation —

his life has the merit

on earth

~Maria Cristina Pulvirenti

siren eyes

i mistook the sirens in

your eyes for

mermaids,

until they tried

drowning me.

~linda m. crate

night of celebration —

with a cheeky smile the elf

fades in air

~Maria Cristina Pulvirenti

 

Morning of December 30, 2024

 

getting squashed

with no second thought

cockroach's destiny

~Tejendra Sherchan

birthdays

some of us are over the hill

others under

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

Today I need

The whole cup

Of coffee

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

longing for

my last

first kiss

~Jennifer Gurney

I know I told you

one life. Not eternity.

I was so young then.

~H. May

intertwining chapters

unexpected plot twist

in the end

~Jennifer Gurney

turn of events

our ship returns

to port

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

Time

Is kryptonite

These days

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

waiting room mirror

unhealthy faces

stare back

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

 

Afternoon of December 29, 2024

 

thinking about what

I’m not thinking about

knowing I don’t know

~John Paul Caponigro

sea smoke

everything I needed to know

about 'being and nothingness'

~Patrick Sweeney

nothing’s nothing

~John Paul Caponigro

dreaming

not dreaming

not knowing

the difference

~John Paul Caponigro

Standing before

the art museum, I know

I should have checked the hours.

~Noah Berlatsky

forgetting

what I was worried about

I try not to worry

~John Paul Caponigro

basil pesto

looks like baby poop

I’m certain

pesto tastes better

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

when they began talking about speckle-patterns

and granular structures

I moved my chair closer to the fire

~Patrick Sweeney

mysterious time horizon of the last yellow leaf

~Patrick Sweeney

all day long he doesn't have an office window

~Patrick Sweeney

fire child of the sun

~Tejendra Sherchan

ramp closure on the way to a place I didn't want to go

~Patrick Sweeney

speed reading the book of my life

~John Paul Caponigro

the severe mathematics of a worrywart

~Patrick Sweeney

resilience…

a helix goes over my toe

and stops

~Maya Daneva

writing a birthday card

for myself…

psychologist’s waiting room

~Maya Daneva

snow thunder

half-hour spent on a semi-colon

I didn't need

~Patrick Sweeney

Unfolding

Continents shift

at the same speed

my fingernails grow;

Earth’s not swelling larger,

always turning outward, I

must be folding inward, too;

some things emerge others inter;

one crack’s loss is another’s gain;

the new becomes the old becomes the new.

~John Paul Caponigro

 

 (Hurry!)

Afternoon of December 27, 2024

 

Intertwined fingers stuck in tangled hair

And now she's a widow

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

Someone is watering the lilacs that grew instead of a cemetery

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

And the ant under your feet is me.

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

not in pairs

He bought a batch of identical pair of socks.

I told him I was going to put

all the left-hand socks in one pile

and all the right-hand socks in another pile.

It will be easier, I said.

He said ok.

~Marie Derley

 

 

the downpour

through my window

the scarred trees sway

by the clouds

a little rain

through my hatches

call me Admiral Nelson

and I'll build an island here

with a little rain

~Marie Derley

No one will cry. This disappearance will be eternal. Like dew on a mirror. Everything was

locked from the inside.

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

A coded message was transmitted in the form of a corpse. It all started when dad went to 

get vodka and I didn't even know then that I had a dad.

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

 

 

the final judgement

according to religion, someday it will be the end of the world

the righteous rewarded and the wicked punished.

The question is, what are they waiting for?

~Marie Derley

lost and found

shopper asks about

his missing chakra

~John J. Dunphy

departing geese my unfinished love story

~Mona Bedi

menopause the changing shape of water

~Mona Bedi

scratching round the corner of my thoughts a fly

~Katherine E Winnick

my body within these walls the skin breathes

~Katherine E Winnick

oak moon dad tells me his life story

~Mona Bedi

this wish to let go dandelion seeds

~Mona Bedi

river stones—

i too become better

with age

~Mona Bedi

end of the year —

the last supper

of expired oats

~R. Suresh babu

Every year

is like the last year

but worse.

~Noah Berlatsky