bare oaks
all their branches
hold up the sky
Oscar Luparia
Empty birch branches stand bent, gaunt in bitter cold Sheets of ice clinging.
Yvona Fast
sleeping alone the length of night on your pillow Gavin Austin
slowed-down pace the raindrops no longer beat on my face Xiaoou Chen
cloud nestles into mountain curves — afternoon sun
Anne Curran
sun-warmed branches grandma’s love nourishing our tree
Douglas J. Lanzo
high tide
bits of the seal
float back to sea
Helen Ogden
waves break —
seagulls
at the shoreline
Alison Rogers
wind-beaten grass
all the things
I leave behind
Daniela Misso
gusts of wind are quieter — I sail to another spring Dejan Ivanovic
alphabet soup the first grader puts words on the plate's edge
Pitt Büerken