By Gerald Friedman

morning glory flowers

die in a day

but those from stems trimmed off

tossed in the shade

last and last.

Gerald Friedman

By Birk Andersson

side by side

the names of the dead

antique bookshop

Birk Andersson

By Naomi G Tangonan

mother’s wheelchair

empty for years now

i still hug her there

Naomi G Tangonan

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

scent of pine away from the hustle

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

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until i can no longer mourn this dried up river

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

*

avalanche

when i gaze

into my past

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

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winter

but i am always

ravenous

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

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then watch me dissolve into the cosmos

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Mona Bedi

winter stars

this wish to return

home
 

Mona Bedi

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back home

I caress a pebble

from the mountain

Mona Bedi

By Mark Scott

winter moon

finding joy in 100

unfinished haiku

Mark Scott

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winter sunrise–

always the crow

never the sparrow

Mark Scott

By Angiola Inglese

moving house–

different and the same

I look at the moon

Angiola Inglese

By John Paul Caponigro

snow drifts

filling my footsteps

the way home is lost

John Paul Caponigro

By Emma Alexander Arthur

snowfall
stones with hats
in the Zen garden

Emma Alexander Arthur

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fifty years on
still the same figure
Christmas Barbie

Emma Alexander Arthur

By Sébastien Revon

Wolf Moon
making friend
with my shadow

Sébastien Revon

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sparking sun
shadows shorten
on the frosted field

Sébastien Revon

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ancient cemetery
only winter sun
visits the graves

Sébastien Revon

By Agus Maulana Sunjaya

first day of the year

more than I can imagine

robin songs

Agus Maulana Sunjaya

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rusty fence

overwhelmed by

poison ivy

the thought of you

lingers

Agus Maulana Sunjaya

 

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a stray cat

on my welcome mat

overcast sky

Agus Maulana Sunjaya