By Anna Eklund-Cheong

if trees

could sing . . .

magnolia blossoms

Anna Eklund-Cheong

By Chen-ou Liu

at twilight

my father in the window

of his care home room

he lives the present only

leaning on his wartime past

Chen-ou Liu

By Mircea Moldovan

prayer

the yellow taste

of pumpkin soup

Mircea Moldovan

By Mirela Brăilean

the old house

inhabited again

weeds

Mirela Brăilean

By David Josephsohn

rippling the pond,

a frog lands

on its reflection

David Josephsohn

By Govind Joshi

falling water

the rock garden

sings

Govind Joshi

By Tuyet Van Do

by the roadside

checking their mailbox

a black bear

Tuyet Van Do

By John J. Dunphy

plenty of kisses

beneath the mistletoe

at our animal shelter

John J. Dunphy

By Katherine E Winnick

winter butterfly

the moon watches

over your flock
 

Katherine E Winnick

By Helen Ogden

my pockets filled

with broken sand dollars

daylight savings

Helen Ogden

By Louise Hopewell

crimson leaves

losing myself in the swirl

of his guitar


Louise Hopewell

 

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winter sun

catching shadows

in her butterfly net

Louise Hopewell