By Pat Davis

stillness

the rising mist

in my whispers

Pat Davis

By B.A. France

autumn rain...

down payment on

spring gardens

B.A. France

By Pippa Phillips

Daylight

trickling into the subway—

satori.

Pippa Phillips

By B.A. France

cloudless sky...

memories of summer

blackberry preserves

B.A. France

By Pat Geyer

clouds

overtake stars

moon runs

behind darkness...

a race til morning

Pat Geyer

By Taofeek Ayeyemi

forenoon nap . . .

woken by the clinks

of cowbells

 

Taofeek Ayeyemi

By John J. Dunphy

deserted ranch

the corral fence bounded

by a sagebrush

John J. Dunphy

By Pippa Phillips

The taste of sloe gin

underneath the blackthorn boughs—

a blossom-veiled moon.

Pippa Phillips

By Pat Davis

eyes closed

the water lily

becomes a lotus

Pat Davis

By B.A. France

Poppy Seeds

swearing

right hands raised ...

lone veteran salutes

packing bags

   called again

      peace and war

silently walking

arlington cemetery 

— old rose garden

B.A. France

By Pat Davis

experimental forms

the topology

of haiku

Pat Davis