Poetry

"...the service challenged his stamina..."

"...emotions trailed behind, following a sorrowful path..."

"...I caught us looking different directions on the highway..."

"...unnumbered fireflies of stars stream their waterfalls of silver with dim patterns..."

"...getting through the year is a blessing..."

"...a cat burglar with knives for claws..."

DS Maolalai has been described by one editor as "a cosmopolitan poet" and another as "prolific, bordering on incontinent."

"...I do not know, but I care to know..."

"...and we were all of us drunk..."

Susan Shea is a retired school psychologist who was raised in New York City, and is now living in a forest in the Pocono Mountains of Pennsylvania. Since she has returned to writing poetry this year, her poems have been accepted in a few dozen publications.

"...White heat and the ensuing calenture have lapsed..."

"...Morning is potential staring right at you..."

"...odors of open sewers shout the ugliness of war..."

"...The body, by its movement forward, has reached the very beginning..."

"...i pause to reflect..."

"...What exactly is the import of civilization in the 21th century..."

Haiku thoughts

"...targeted to silence, shatter..."

Found in haiku...

Christian Ward is a UK-based writer who can be recently found in Red Ogre Review, Wild Court, Scapegoat Review, Pink Apple Press, and more.

"...the light by which we love..."

"...Elephants go through six sets of teeth in a lifetime..."

"...They linger in air, those little souls..."

"...pigeons flee before him as from a bird of prey..."

"...witch’s brew of ingredients deemed medical topped with mint..."

"...unleashing lyrics with a moral tone, incantation for a generation..."

"...diverse readers were dared into being discerning, diligent, intelligent..."

"...listless as a one-sided armistice..."

"...only the best of us forgive, while the rest hide the pain..."

"...Where we can smile all the time..."