A Hundred Gourds

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wintry gusts
rustle through eucalypts
amidst the thunder
in the wood-fire warmth
the silence between us

Samantha Sirimanne Hyde - Australia

ad-libbing
will not work this time
I check my notes
and practise
all the ways to leave you

Keitha Keyes - Australia

I have a raft
and a long sharp stick
to push me away
you crossed your arms
and would not speak of love

Sue Colpitts - Canada

the kiss
that never happened –
at times
we can lose our direction
even in the Milky Way

Maria Tomczak - Poland

knuckles sheathed
and footprints stomped
into the mud …
he left in the storm
without closing the door

Gavin Austin - Australia

final walk-through
matching keys to locks
not surprised
to find some doors
we’d never opened

Sally Biggar - USA