Sample poems

Issue #37, Fall 2016

 

 

the eons I wasn’t here

the eons I won’t be—

winter stars

Billie Wilson

Juneau, Alaska

 

war zone . . .

amongst the rubble

an empty birdcage

Mohammad Azim Khan

Peshawar, Pakistan

 

muggy night

her swimsuit drips

from the open window

Nick Hoffman

Richmond Hill, Cork, Ireland

 

darkness . . .

her name slips

into it

Dave Read

Calgary, Canada

 

deep inside blue the sound of remembering

Jacob Kobina Ayiah Mensah

Accra, Ghana

 

setting sun—

a shucker’s knife

at the oyster’s hinge

Alan S. Bridges

Littleton, MA

 

bowl of persimmons

after a pause he says

I’ll think on it

pjm

San Jose, CA

 

 

Issue #36, Spring 2016

 

Father’s Day–

eating apple slices

off the blade

Chad Lee Robinson

 

tree crickets

all at once

the night sky

Kala Ramesh

 

Indian summer

her trip to the mailbox

barefoot

Rick Tarquinio

 

autumn hillside

a crow flies

as the crow flies

Bill Kenney

 

not by bread

alone . . .

cherry blossoms

Johnny Baranski

 

skipping

a stone across the sky

this world

Don Wentworth

 

August clouds

let the current take us

where it will

Jay Friedenberg

 

 

Issue #35, Fall 2015

 

the casket lowered

i wake daily

into the wrong life

Vivian Hua

 

You Are Here

the sunlit whirl

of thistle seeds

Christopher Patchel

 

our raft on warm sand

the icy river flows on

around the bend

Ruth Yarrow

 

starlings in her voice a winter’s worth of worry

Francine Banwarth

 

a wish list

for my next life

autumn blaze maple

Carolyn Hall

 

unplanned pregnancy

the hum of a beehive

beneath the porch

John McManus

 

night flurries

the express bus idles

by an empty bench

Joe McKeon

 

Issue #34, Spring 2015

 

ponderosa pine

what fog

makes of it

Cherie Hunter Day

 

post-op pain

the black crows

line up

Jenny Fraser

 

a passer-by

hidden in himself

falling rain

Ernest Wit

 

crack of dawn

the silence slowly

leaks away

Michele Root-Bernstein

 

Sunday morning

the distant clank of a train

some world or other

Philip Rowland

 

mirrored mountain . . .

in and out of the stillness

a trout’s silver skin

Robert Gilliland

 

sea otter . . .

the moon opens

on a stone

Debbie Strange

 

Issue #33, Fall 2014

 

empty park

two crows start

the world over

Robert Epstein

 

winter leaf–

how she cups the pills

in her hand

Marianne Paul

 

spring beginning

even the sound of the rain

is green

Alan Pizzarelli

 

bus stop

a plastic bag jellyfishing

in the breeze

Ben Moeller-Gaa

 

tulip stand

a tourist bends back

his phrase book

Sharon Pretti

 

flowing river–

the bereaved girl holds

a palm-full of water

Pravat Kumar Padhy

 

repairing the halo

around the streetlight

a flutter of moths

Stuart Bartow

 

Issue #32, Spring 2014

 

whale song

I become

an empty boat

Michelle Tennison

 

end of summer . . .

dumping the moon

back in the well

Julie Warther

 

white chrysanthemums

the realtor centers

her pearls

Roberta Beary

 

late autumn morning

rain in the hollow

of a punctured ball

Paul Chambers

 

bare trees

a church bell echoes

a church bell

Dietmar Tauchner

 

washing basket

my youngest

sets sail

John McManus

 

leaving—

the oak in its place

the road also

Elizabeth Steinglass

 

Issue #31, Fall 2013

 

Mars One—

a butterfly

pumps its wings

Lorin Ford

 

overcast morning

the road worker’s gaze

on southbound geese

Ferris Gilli

 

back splicing

a mooring line

talk of home

Joseph Robello

 

between this world and the next morphine

Roland Packer

 

beneath dark winter limbs

a field of green

children

Jenny Fraser

 

Crab apple blossoms

A shovel full.

Alexis Rotella

 

night-tide

the rook takes back

its moon

Alan Summers

 

Issue #30, Spring 2013

 

long summer day . . .

cuckoo songs from a new place

deeper in the woods

Anita Virgil

 

once or twice

a fin breaks the surface

this passing life

Bruce Ross

 

prenuptial contract

fish bones neatly spaced

on white china

Ron C. Moss

 

a sparrow flies off

with another piece

of my shredded poem

Alan Pizzarelli

 

until

I am earth again

rain moving through the bluestem

Chad Lee Robinson

 

no wind

even the dog’s bark drops

at its mouth

d.e. connelly

 

floating in the lake

the sky

my breath

Michele Root-Bernstein

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