A Hundred Gourds 3:4 September 2014

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they called us
chalk and cheese ...
I bet
they don't finish
each other's sentences

space Shloka Shankar - India
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  like moths
our words flutter
in twilight gloom ...
midnight reaches
into deep silence

space Dawn Bruce - Australia
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    treetops tossed
by a restless wind
I lie awake,
rearrange the covers
on our too-small bed

space Michele L. Harvey - USA
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a siren wails
in the night –
or is it love crying
behind the doors
of a troubled dream?

space Janet Butler - USA
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drifting glitter-like
in the sun –
I reexamine
my notion of monsters

space Janet Lynn Davis - USA
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    the dirty looks
he keeps giving me because
I left him –
how can I convince him
it was only a dream?

space Susan Burch - USA
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