By David Kāwika Eyre

by starlight…

these days of

the hereafter

David Kāwika Eyre

By Joanna Ashwell

summer fair

someone forgot

to tell the rain

Joanna Ashwell

By Michelle V. Alkerton

bent nails

the clink inside

a beggar’s cup

Michelle V. Alkerton

By Sreenath

earthen pot  –

the lady pours cool water

into my cupped hands

Sreenath

By Madisen Bellon

comet dances down

spitting fire, ash, and stardust

imprints on earth’s skin.

Madisen Bellon

By Govind Joshi

after the blossoms

bees too arrive

on the plum tree

Govind Joshi

By Hassane Zemmouri

amber scent...

on a fasting evening

a deep prayer

could it

erase all the sorrow?

Hassane Zemmouri

By Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă

spring breeze –

 on the easel

 the buds bloom

Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă

By Ron Scully

nightingale

if I might have this dance

I would sing with you

Ron Scully