By Oliver Kleyer

A noise during the

funeral. A bumblebee

also mourns Granny.

Oliver Kleyer

By Oscar Luparia

bare oaks

all their branches

hold up the sky

Oscar Luparia

By Yvona Fast

Empty birch branches

stand bent, gaunt in bitter cold

Sheets of ice clinging.

Yvona Fast

By Gavin Austin

sleeping alone

the length of night

on your pillow


Gavin Austin

By Xiaoou Chen

slowed-down pace

the raindrops no longer

beat on my face


Xiaoou Chen

By Anne Curran

cloud nestles

into mountain curves —

afternoon sun

Anne Curran

By Douglas J. Lanzo

sun-warmed branches

grandma’s love

nourishing our tree

Douglas J. Lanzo

By Helen Ogden

high tide

bits of the seal

float back to sea

Helen Ogden

By Alison Rogers

waves break —

seagulls

at the shoreline

Alison Rogers

By Daniela Misso

wind-beaten grass

all the things

I leave behind

Daniela Misso

By Dejan Ivanovic

gusts of wind


are quieter — I sail to


another spring



Dejan Ivanovic

By Pitt Büerken

alphabet soup

the first grader puts words

on the plate's edge

Pitt Büerken

By Georg Cook

A pebble thrown

Causes ripples

The water returns to stillness


Georg Cook

A flame is lit

Sparking into life

Darkness ebbs away


Georg Cook

By Wiesław Karliński

anthropocene —

one of last evening songs

by frog choir

Wiesław Karliński