Poetry

"In Cheyenne there were no thoughts, only wind..."

"...I remained silent as you left the house..."

"...should I be mournful or mollified..."

"...old men discuss the past at the one diner left..."

"... I will come back like the ghost of nightmares..."

"...the leaves are filling a doorway..."

"...Drought, you speak a bare language of betrayal and brutality..."

"...an Earthling's point of no return..."

John RC Potter is an author and an international educator.

"...When you pass by on a lunar night..."

"...I made a practice to commit myself to driving with civility..."

"...her music maestro insisted her perfect pitch brought life to notes..."

"...And the places we’ve both traveled to..."

"...palpable and mute as a globed fruit..."

"...Are the days of polluting vehicles numbered?"

Haiku

"...Expansive in their spirituality and earned merit..."

"...your figure inks the smoke sign rising..."

"...empty pockets filled with knowledge would weigh me down..."

"...the curtain of lock-down is finally, at long last, lifted ..."

"...report immediately to the auditorium to read the poem..."

"...ice cube trays frozen in the attic of Forevers..."

"...like a slippery fish you can’t hold between palms..."

"...Form without substance, shadows in the dark..."

Walt Shulits is a retired bond market professional and lifelong paddling fanatic -- canoe, sea kayak, outrigger canoe and surf ski.

Alex Stolis lives in Minneapolis.

"...our only defense against that indefensible repetition ..."

"the blue sky has nothing to tell me..."

"...they declare all manner of irresponsible comments..."

"...2024 is A lifetime away."