from where
the wind is blowing
an
election flyer
Robert Kania
Because it has 3 lines
and you mention spring
doesn’t
make it a haiku.
Michael Minassian
six
crocodiles
a thousand years
among the reeds
Mike
Gallagher
struggling
up the hill
stragglers
Mike Gallagher
To become a butterfly
I spill out
my
guts
Alexis Rotella
tree
frog a pendant I'll never wear around my neck
Alexis
Rotella
a
note to myself reminding me to eat
Alexis
Rotella
Tired old gent
Up the Apple and Pears
And
done
RJ Humbl’
Cup of Rosie
With each warm embrace
Steam
leaves
RJ Humbl’