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 May 2018
K Balachandran
a praying mantis,
comes dressed up as a green leaf;
prayer or duping?
 Apr 2018
Sjr1000
Scattered showers
Shattered moments
Running through the rain drops
Running through the tear drops

Trying to find
a shelter

The past is unchangeable
The future is unpredictable

The present is drenched
Wearing the wrong rain gear
Again

Shivering
Cold
Alone

For now

But, if you never leave home
You never get to come home
You wind up
Looking for it everywhere.
Edited version
 Apr 2018
James Floss
I want something
I feel it deep in my bones
I feel it sometimes
I think it sometimes
A hunger, a longing

Akin to anxious
An unknown known
A dispersed urge
It’s important
In concealment

Just past dusk
A whisper before dawn
It’s under my skin
Something I should do
Begin what when?
Knowledge
Has to be taught,
Wisdom
Has to be sought.

By Lady R.F. (C)2018
When the yellow day coppers to dusk
I paint my weary eyes dreams.

They nudely wade the crabhole muds
for marks of the great marksman
climb up the chunks going into tides
tiptoe through the needle roots
sniff a wind that smells of stripes
thrilled
death if comes
would be a momentary stir
a dangling cloth
resting on the trail of blood, marking,
someone ventured.
Tiger trail, Sunderban, February 24-25, 2018
 Mar 2018
Mike Adam
Magnetic pole
Switch

Woman man
Switch

And in the midst
Of change

(Just change
Just change)

I am

?
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