Issue 6

Lindy Ryan

Sky full of clover:
a bouquet of red roses
one lonely tulip

Genevieve Fitzgerald

there was a time I
waited anxiously for you
to stand on your own

Genevieve Fitzgerald

past the tunnel of
headlights there is only faith
the dark road goes on

Genevieve Fitzgerald

snow owl, talons low,
white wings wide, all intention
on need, never want

Frances Ayers

Birds sing lullaby
As snow falls gently on tree
Moonshadows appear

Shirley Smothers

Anger consumes me
Eats my soul like a cancer
Self inflicted hell

Kimberly Cowan

one clear dancing pool
water full of moonlight sang
between dreaming leaves

Jesse Silva-Sanborn

This city of red
Drowning in the salts of life
A forgotten home

Lydia Kim

Who is that singing
So early in the morning
That blue annoyance

Kirsten Cox

Artists and writers,
Die before their time they say,
Thus, don't let them drive.

Traci De La O

Stillness of the dawn
where the lonely cry rings out
and the sun rises

Traci De La O

shadows dance on grass
escape from sunlight harshness
summertime retreat

Traci De La O

barren limbs dangle
over frosted winter grounds
casting their shadows

Dennis Herrell

A long summer drought
old woman in a lawn chair
watering dead grass

Dennis Herrell

A bass freshly caught
lies still as death in the grass
then flops to water

Melnick Susie

Morning sleepiness
Enveloped by warm soft sheets
Resisting the day

Jonathan Patterson

truths pass her lips like
soft creases of a folded,
white paper napkin

Jonathan Patterson

petals fall from stalks,
gypsies lose their virgin souls
in cold, snow bathed streets

Jonathan Patterson

infant fingers dip,
small ripples undulate and
sink their paper boats

Christopher Moniz

A flake falls softly
Blankets purify the earth
Drifts with no return

David Edwards

touch the horizon
that which cannot be attained
must be attempted

David Edwards

chilling at sunrise
the sight of frost on sere leaves
the warmth of blankets

Mauri Orr Stone

bare wisterias
are bespeckled in bright mauve
bleak winter's ending

Mauri Orr Stone

recently tilled soil,
hunting ground for hungry fowl,
ends cold winter's dearth

Mauri Orr Stone

when least expected
winter's drought grass has revealed
tiny white flowers

Aaron Poller

front lawn tire prints
the honda sits at the curb
dreaming winter gone

Aaron Poller

daffodil delights
anticipate what new loss
the back door open

Virginie Colline

a smile of bonheur
the French word for happiness
blooms like a flower

Mandy Brown

Readied nursery
Sobbing mother rocks herself
Mourning empty crib

Elvis Fix

The days of daisies
Dionysian despots
of monotony.

Susma Sharma Gurumayum

Red, white, yellow, pink
The rose garden's in full bloom
Fragrance all around

Susma Sharma Gurumayum

Day dreaming, such fun
I?m the queen, the maid, the whore
Liable to none

Shirley Smothers

A ghostly soldier
A mother and babe alone
The Price of Freedom

Gopal Lahiri

You stand tall in ruins
Making order out of chaos
Salute you, my friend.

Maria Rivera

A cold day in March
when I though spring had arrived
snow and cold came back

Anna Maria

an endless circle
of birth and death and footsteps
straying inbetween.

Anna Maria

flutter flash of hues
poise over nectar perfect
return home humming

Chris Epting

In fading spring light
long lost friends find each other
adventure unfolds

Chris Epting

spring light kisses her
brushed mauve and golden hues
bring her peace at dawn

Chris Epting

her midnight glamour -
diamonds on indigo sky
twinkle in her eyes

Andrew Scott

Be taken away,
in the pages of new words,
feel the adventure.

Andrew Scott

Life's gotten so dull,
just want to run, breathe real air,
in the nature's breeze

James Knight

Lone gull on a sea
dons the sun and moon for wings
and soars forever

Christina Murphy

pastels of blossoms
in deserted railroad yards
images of hope

Christina Murphy

winter's dance begins
radiator castanets
fill the house with warmth

Christina Murphy

storm-streaked evening
clouds forming in a gray sky
thunder playing drums

Jackie Simmons

plentiful and green
this spring the plum tree's budding
promises new growth

Jon Chan

The winds reaps our crops
Harvesters with no mercy
Like life taking flight

Jackie Simmons

the small red maple
is the perfect climbing tree
for the happy child

Christopher Shipman

the bats still spread black
wings across the front window
on thanksgiving day