Winter Index
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Raymond Pacello
Sunday and Poppy
There he sat- 

Terry Bowden
Three Poems

How do you do that?
Where to turn to divine the inspire,

Cryptomare Nights
There's a mantis on my shower door

Demon Cipher
Demon cipher on a left incline



Maxine Annabell

Superstition & Prophecy
Smoke tinted a midnight ecstasy,



Ewan Elliott

Again
It all looked the same
Coupling
The good with the bad

Versions
Its so old now, he sneered
Then and Now
Some live back then

For So Much
A gift, a flower, maybe a bunch
Wendy
You are the mother of my daughter



Alice Thorpe

Shadows
Shadows,

The Wild Hunt
The God was broke on the path

Sedition
No-one, after all this time, surely could deny


Mark Antony Rossi - Poetic Conscience
Soul Cadence and the Social Poet



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 Daniel Patrick Barbare
The Candle
Memories


 Marie St. Onge-Davidson
Reflections: Clearing out the files
Just a little later (For Scott)
I feel an incredible need to get far away tonight.

We're Here 
We're hiding here

Time To Go 
The hands have stretched and touched again 
As The Geese Fly 
Today I watched the last geese fly

Mirrors
Standing here in front of you

Two Haiku
Cold white winter snows
Bloody cold up here

Through A Frosted Pane
Turn your palm toward me

 The Convent
Navy blazers with badges of Mary's courage

You Asked Me Why
And I could never say

Here & Now
You are there and I am here

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Rising blood red suns setting in deep pools of blue



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