Issue 9
Issue 9




Rachel Pond

beneath dim moonlight
her heart bursting into flames
love set on fire
his touch sparking friction, heat
at dusk, two lovers combust


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Shannon Thompson

Snow falls quietly
Under a silvery moon.
I forget the cold
Beholding winter beauty.
I need no warmth on this night.


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Shannon Thompson

The crickets will sing
The song of a green springtime.
Waking from slumber
The sun, covered, long hidden
Glows upon a reborn world.


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Christa Planko

veins of frost encroach
we enter heart of winter
in frozen silence
he slipped away, not a word --
Better cold than face goodbye


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John Elliott

the curve of your hips
the rhythm of pounding waves
casual minutes
become a thousand hours
in the winter memory


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John Elliott

blue morning glory
unfolding in a pure sky
beside a ram’s skull
my uncharted road begins
in the twilight of morning


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Katherine West

Spring Tanka Sequence

Tall skeleton Tree
fills with new leaves and flowers
in only three days
while new moon meditates on
what she can see in the dark

Like spring flowers, moon
begins to open her eye;
three days in the dark
have taught her what turtles know
when they bury eggs in sand

And egg is a seed
buried deep in my body;
a poem is an egg,
after three dark days it cracks,
my spring daughter pushes through


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Michael Flanagan

side by side since birth
each day we walk together
brother death and I…
under sunshine and through darkness
we follow the path we find


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Bruce Levine

I wander the yard
Listening to the wonders
Watching the sun rise
A woodpecker in a tree
Finding peace with the soul


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Bruce Levine

Heroes come and go
Life-long battles with day-dreams
Opening new doors
As flexing muscles abound
Under golden canopies


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Bruce Levine

Following the day
Passages open pathways
Through the yellow dawn
In step with wind-swept moments
Following the path beyond


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Suzanne Cottrell

Whispered promises
Faded photos, hands tremble
Missing in action
Evening news footage, phone rings
Reluctant, then joyful tears


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Nan McLamb

Thorough ants busy
at the base of the willow.
The fog enshrouds both.
There is a universe hidden
inside this gluttonous gray.


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Robert Miner

Removing your robe
Touching your shoulder’s bare skin
Vulnerable, exposed
A river birch’s peeling bark
White trunk undraped, circling hawk


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Tim Heerdink

Your rapid river
pulls me asunder with grace,
giving love’s water
to quench an undying thirst
and steal my chilled breath from me.


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Holly Brazzle

Pulled by the blue moon
from the still of deep waters,
you swell and sands rush,
your crest shattering on shore—
we linger to feel your wave.


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Susi Bocks

anger flairs again
tears are rolling down my face
time changes nothing
could you abandon your ways
will I realize my part


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Arvilla Fee

Silver moonlight shone
on my mouth ripe with question –
down on bended knee
I asked you to join my life
and share all the moons to come.


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Arvilla Fee

Did I gasp out loud
when you fell to bended knee -
words released to air
which I caught in happy hands
then blew my yes back to you.


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C L Killgore

Blue sky stretches out
Bare feet move over green grass
Your pull captivates
Dancing in warm, sun-kissed air
Ever tethered together


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Cheryl Caesar

Floor-scrubbing childhood
wore away my fingerprints;
your slavery, mom
could not penetrate my skull
and flatten my furrowed brain.


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Madeline Lipton

Peering out windows
Hearts race, future starts anew
Fast forward, doors close
Somber eyes do dry, take time
It is all about choices


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Bill Melton

cold winter evening
father thumbs seed catalogues
knowing all along
when spring planting time arrives
he will have been laid to rest


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Bill Melton

tumbling mountain stream
purling around polished stones
sins with happy song
language understood by none
message understood by all


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Gail Greenwood

Sugar-crazed duels
increase at the pink
plastic bulb of the feeder;
the greater the abundance,
the more bitter the battle.


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Fiona Jones

You turn in my mind
Circling like a song half-learned
On brief sweet snatches
Of melody that draw me
Towards each re-encounter.


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Arvilla Fee

Waving from ship’s bow
my heart as broken as yours
sealed by decisions
made long before our stars crossed –
my fate lies in distant lands.


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Jennifer Montgomery

bathing in the Sun
bright bronze rays sinking deeply
warming Moon’s cold bones

his Light is then part of her
absorbed; like salt in sea air


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Elena Marzotto

Running in the field
Crowd cheering in the stands
They just scored a goal
The game is almost over
People, all the bets are off


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Suzanne Cottrell

Her desire for change
job accepted overseas
excited but torn
flames diminish, embers dim
Can relationship survive?


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Suzanne Cottrell

Penned Dear John letter
deposited in mailbox
irretrievable
emotions fluctuated
moved forward with no regrets


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Karen Mooney

All is gathered in
Just the gleanings now remain
Honking Whoopers land
They earn their keep in the fields
Seasonal migrant workers


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Karen Mooney

Biting winds cut deep
Making us bow in mourning
Winter has arrived
Old branches may break and die
Replaced by new growth in spring


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Ann Orr

strewn across my path
litter words flung at random
empty promises
I step lightly over all
grateful for self-reliance


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Dennis Maulsby

Dawn-doves coo and preen.
Sun feathers a woman’s cheeks.
Asters, larkspur bow.
The wrought-iron gate rattles.
Tumbling tears test the tombstone.


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