Issue 15

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Issue 15

POETS

Bennett, Emily
Billings, Trey
Bonnie, Von
Butner, Chris
Clark, Nicky
Cole, Merrill
Cosper-rosales, Susan
Degarie, Julie
Edwards, David
Ellman, Neil
Fitzgerald, Genevieve
Gilmer, Monty
Goldfarb, Reuven
Guggenheim, Herb
Hanson, Christopher Kenneth
Hartwell, Rick
Hellweg, Paul
Kinkopf, Leanne
Larsen, Jamie
Manus, Grady
May, Nancy
Mcfarland, Tom
Melton, Bill
Orr Stone, Mauri
Raymoure, Scott
Sheneman, Cc
Singh, Kanwar Dinesh
Skele, Mikels
Wachtel, Shirley Russak
Wasilewski, Nells
West, Tyson
Willard, Chris





Rick Hartwell




watch swirling water
old porcelain container
mesmerizing act





Kanwar Dinesh Singh




The bewildered skies
All transparency frosted
December's white lies





Kanwar Dinesh Singh




Meditate on fate
Leaves going steady with winds
Over a blind date





Kanwar Dinesh Singh




Shorn of foliage
Standing secluded and sad
Trees show signs of age





Tom McFarland




dotted moon circled-
silent gaze blinded by breath
when I call to you.





CC Sheneman




I sit close to you
Breathing the same air you breathe
We used to share blood.





Grady Manus




deer browse forest edge
turkeys strut among the oaks
life rests ? time breathes deep





Grady Manus




blackberry thicket
rabbit peacefully slumbers
the owl is patient





Genevieve Fitzgerald




through the mist could be
anything: voices, lost souls,
Other ways to see





Trey Billings




Spring bird sings freely
For nature's food, it takes wing
The summer cat waits





Trey Billings




dew filled evening walk
youthful spark seeking pleasure
old plea silently





Mikels Skele




A wind snags autumn
And flings it through barren trees
Suddenly, winter





Christopher Kenneth Hanson




A blue sky blushes
Yellow light climbs the mountain
Spring water flows by.





Reuven Goldfarb




The sticky sidewalk,
where all the figs have fallen,
grabs my gummy shoes.





Bill Melton




we left the ocean
a few million years ago
and long to return





Bill Melton




the hint of sunrise
a promise of a new day
opportunity





Bill Melton




I search the unknown
answers that I never had
questions never asked





Jamie Larsen




Rain touches my eyes
Darkened sky covers my doubts
Empty feels my love





Nells Wasilewski




youth and innocence,
running barefoot in the grass
frolics through my dreams





David Edwards




in the road's middle
a phlegmatic butterfly
not quite rush hour yet





David Edwards




Death Notice picture
yet another empty house
for my neighborhood





Leanne Kinkopf




The cool spring sun shines
Giving me a piece of light
And I think of you





Julie DeGarie




black-cheeked gale exhales
storm clouds stolen from the sea
deceitful woman





Julie DeGarie




twenty-one below
ice crystals enamel glass
shatter pipes and skin





Monty Gilmer




Ere swallows dare come,
March's ranging breezes stir
dancing daffodils.





Nicky Clark




Mesmerized, I learn
from the snowflakes that flutter
Outside my window





Nicky Clark




I hear the forest
whisper in the springtime rain
the secrets of life.





Paul Hellweg




you're muse and mermaid
my wish a dolphin to be
whale song breaks the heart





Scott Raymoure




Broke into craughter.
Full stop of a writer's spark
Rainy day armchair





Christopher Kenneth Hanson




Thick rain falls to sand
Ocean waves snap by red cliffs
Fire light lines the shore.





Shirley Russak Wachtel




black exhaled the stars
shaking alive this cool mist
a quilt of moonlight





Shirley Russak Wachtel




blithe sleeves of sunlight
cast a naked patch of moss
awash in rainbows





Susan Cosper-Rosales




Birdhouse on a rope
sways to and fro in soft breeze.
Fledglings lulled to sleep





Merrill Cole




The Emir's robe stained
with jasmine, the sweetest scent
irrepressible.





Mauri Orr Stone




a robin's chirrup
replaces the killdeer's call
winter cedes to spring





Chris Butner




Found within the curves
and bends of your skin is a
calming, Harlem love.





Chris Butner




You're a beautiful
suicide, filled with much hope
and desperation.





Emily Bennett




Paychecks are your fate.
This cheap paper defines you.
It dictates your life.





Chris Willard




Ultraserious
and unostentatious but
somewhat facetious





Nancy May




Red breasted robin
calls in snow fallen garden
rotten apple waits





Nancy May




Delicate snowflakes
dance gracefully in cold air
catching bare branches





Herb Guggenheim




Outside, night, cool breeze.
Crickets chirp. Inside, a man
sits on a hard chair.





Herb Guggenheim




Cats laze in the sun.
A man pets them, forgetting
he has allergies.





Herb Guggenheim




A man is thirsty
but doesn't want tap water.
In a bowl: six limes.





Neil Ellman




flowers grow at night
petals fall from roses black
spring in never land





Neil Ellman




is it chlorophyll
making moss and fern so green
or my aging eyes?





Nells Wasilewski




youth's illusive hour
full of golden memories
to warm winter's chill.





Von Bonnie




spring season arrives,
branches with chirping sparrows,
amongst the first buds





Tyson West




pimpled hacker snarls
reveals passwords of poets
to work freely shared





Tyson West




banks barred securely
hardened chinese army fort
poets' flower door