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POETRY

MoonLit Getaway Literary Journal

Four Haiku

Sherri J Moye-Dombrosky

MAY 2026

midnight sky

stars shining

between snowflakes

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My Doppelganger

Nolo Segundo

APRIL 2026

We don’t meet often / and that’s okay-- / it’s hard to meet yourself, / harder still when your twin / looks some 50 years younger / and relentlessly reminds you / of all the mistakes you made

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The Ghost of Chuck Wong

Bart Edelman

APRIL 2026

The ghost of Chuck Wong

Appears at your kitchen door,

Bargaining for your soul.

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Mr. Hanley’s Accordion

Baskin Cooper

APRIL 2026

on summer nights / Mr. Hanley’s accordion / coughs its way down the block / gasping like a donkey / with opinions about tempo

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Eight Poems

Andy Huy Le

APRIL 2026

Spoken word. This is a poetic diss with no stutter count. / Shots fired. Missed me with the Canon shutter count. / My poetry, always be brewing: pour over and dripping / Pull up for a Pulitzer. Clap, clap, and I’m dipping.

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Three Poems

CL Bledsoe

MARCH 2026

I left home when the angst threatened / to flood the levee in the back yard. / No one could keep dry in the high winds. / It was me and my best friend loneliness, / waiting for something to happen. 

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the intruder

Ron Torrence

MARCH 2026

bad dreams / vague anxieties / unwanted thoughts / stowaways on peaceful / moments burrowing to / forbidden places

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Morning Fight

Erin Jamieson

MARCH 2026

I’m not sure if I’m angrier it was for her or / that you spent money we needed for our / electric and internet bills

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Your Friendly Neighborhood Gopher Trapper

Allison Guan

MARCH 2026

He sweats onto the grass. When he bares / the teeth of traps, fresh shoots ask: / “why do you know so well how / little things die?”

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Come Back Soon

Kelly Nickie

MARCH 2026

Why can’t the years / call back / to say hello / how are you / you are missed

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Two Poems

Srija Upadhyay

MARCH 2026

{ I am the lone bird tied up: / the kite in kite strings / the falcon in chicken wire / beating, bating, waiting for someone to notice me / the ticker banging away while the thinker / screams }

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Thresholds & Quiet Transformations

Rin Wilson

FEBRUARY 2026

This is how belonging works: 

 hands understand 

 what minds forget.

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On The Old In Clearwater, Florida

Nolo Segundo

FEBRUARY 2026

Old men attired in yellow wool sweaters, / yellow wool to play golf in. / Older hunchbacks pushing shuffleboard / with the tempo of a film in slow motion.

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Two Poems

Joan McNerney

FEBRUARY 2026

Alone, under a pointillist sky. / Gulls flying around me. / Black waters tinted by / stars of vague prophecy.

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Ballymarkahan Castle

Baskin Cooper

FEBRUARY 2026

I leave Cork before the sun rises / no map, no plan / just the motor’s steady snarl / the road unwinding like a dare

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My body belonged to a land it didn't know existed

Jordy Wiens

JANUARY 2026

my body belonged to a land / it didn't know existed / until i heard her lilting voice, / rising from the waves

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Mothers, Giving and Taking

Allison Guan

JANUARY 2026

In the eighties her mother / raised her right: put her in / piano classes. Pinched her sides / when she made mud pies.

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Two Poems

Bruce McRae

JANUARY 2026

You’re sitting beside a murderer. / He’s reading a tear-stained newspaper. / There’s blood in his hair, / a red hand turning to the comic pages.

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Tired Poem

Jim Murdoch

JANUARY 2026

I’m tired. Well, weary.

I’m always tired so I guess that’s redundant.

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Two Poems

Diane Webster

DECEMBER 2025

If I stand still and quiet,

will anyone see

my shadow now?

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Diminishing Light

Paul Rabinowitz

DECEMBER 2025

a sun will always rise you said / as you smile and roll close to me / pressed heat not like a summer day / but a crack in the dark earth / when molten rises to the surface

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Life is

Joe Wells

NOVEMBER 2025

folded in parts

inside

a time-capsule.

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Fibonacci Spiral

Erin Emily Ann Vance

NOVEMBER 2025

I was a fiddlehead with dew-drip tendrils / curled into your warm mud, / suspended, web-like for those hours.

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Pavilion

Allison Guan

NOVEMBER 2025

On the Pavilion / as the warm night nears, / flecks of sand scatter / into the liquid soil and slivers of / crested scales slip into a silver / stillness.

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Truro, 1961

Miriam Sagan

OCTOBER 2025

A canal cut to create

peninsula, a bridge suspended

above salt water, mystic and bitter.

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Bone White

Ryan Di Francesco

OCTOBER 2025

machines move through the frozen guts

of the empty / place / while people scavenge

slanted streets as fog lifts

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Strawberry Moon

Adrienne Weiss

SEPTEMBER 2025

When morning comes, / the strawberry moon will / enter a new phase, and / the horizon, shimmering / now with light, will suffocate / within wildfire haze...

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Lily of the Valley

Fay L. Loomis

SEPTEMBER 2025

tiny white cup-lets

dancing on a stem

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Yoga Instructor Enters the Room Like a Rockstar

Lois Villemaire

AUGUST 2025

We are silently seated / cross-legged on our mats / in rows multiplied by mirrors / lining the walls.

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a poem in which i keep losing

Shristhi Khanna

AUGUST 2025

clumps of hair on every surface. they say in medical terms, / when you lose hair, you start dying. it has been 243.3 days.

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Soft-Wearing

Sreekanth Kopuri

JULY 2025

We are chips / chipped off / discs of / transmigrated souls / less in the weight of love.

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10-2035

Liz Mariani

JULY 2025

humans are dead / humans are free / volcanoes salivate an air duct echolocation

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errands

Sonia Nicholson

JUNE 2025

/when the rain can't decide / 

            what's upnow must come down, later/

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Passageways

E. C. Traganas

JUNE 2025

The hall was dark, a solitary lightbulb / swaying uncertainly like a dowsing rod / searching vainly for water.

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Two Poems

Marian Shapiro

JUNE 2025

I catch an inkling of that daynight from the lemonade ghost-moon in

the timeless sky. Cool cool light, come to my open window. Remind

me of the once upon a time before life taught us about the end of it.

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Clashing Harmonies

Kevin Brown

JUNE 2025

Wearing a fuchsia dress that looked furious / against the backdrop of black-clad / musicians, she beat beauty from one side / of the stage to the other until it behaved

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Alphabeticalcium

T.E. Bean

JUNE 2025

Everything feeds on starlight / The grassy plains / Photosynthesis / Energy embedded in the landscape

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Threadbare

Steven Bruce

MAY 2025

The morning creeps in, / a pink light tongue fucking the curtains. / Coffee sits cold on the bedside table, / half-drunk, half-forgotten.

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Old Obsessions

Danielle Cahill

MAY 2025

There is a clutch of former passions / I have half-forgotten – once I could recite / Every breed of cat, large and small varieties / And all the Egyptian gods and goddesses by name

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Arrowroot

LindaAnn LoSchiavo

MAY 2025

My arrowroot forgives me easily / For lax unintentional dry spells when / Leaf blades fold in when parched, like palms upright, / Tight clasped in prayer, awaiting baptism

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Two Poems

Gordon Vells

APRIL 2025

looking into the eyes of a pine marten / there was no holding of gaze / there was no recognition of shared experience / there was no deep time

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