By Bryan Rickert

nettle field

the deer know

a way through

Bryan Rickert

to the bottom

of the sinkhole and back

butterfly

Bryan Rickert

all day hike

I emerge

human again

Bryan Rickert

By Barrie Levine

no end

to the midday heat . . .

corn maze

Barrie Levine

skipping stones repeating our mistakes

Barrie Levine

beach walk the permanence of trash

Barrie Levine

By Tom Blessing

old raven

seems content

watching the sun set

into the broken

water

Tom Blessing

beneath her hat     a sadness    in her eyes

Tom Blessing

starlight

the distant rumble

of a log truck

Tom Blessing

By Chad Lee Robinson

the mare's gentle breathing . . .

what I've only ever told

the wind

Chad Lee Robinson

birds singing 

in the dark before dawn . . .

their names elude me 

but I know yours 

and you know mine

Chad Lee Robinson

home from the vet--

the sound of my feet 

alone in the leaves

Chad Lee Robinson

By Mona Bedi

summer breeze

the girl in a red dress

lets out a yawn


Mona Bedi

bonsai all my shortcomings


Mona Bedi

rose prickles

nothing comes easy

in this life


Mona Bedi

By Kelly Sargent

when I was seen wild irises

Kelly Sargent

the shadows

of summer

homeless tents

Kelly Sargent

wishing fountain

no matter

how many coins I toss. . .

my prayers

caught in the downspout

Kelly Sargent

By Mark Forrester

evening calm

on the river

a kayaker talks to his dog

Mark Forrester

water rushing

through our mountain cabin

its echo

Mark Forrester

mountain trail—

thin clouds weaving

between black spruce


Mark Forrester

By Kelly Moyer

Crossing Over

Kelly Moyer

Samsara #1

Kelly Moyer

 

 

Rain Dance

Kelly Moyer

 

By Michael Shoemaker

pine needle trail

draws me back

to hidden childhood hollows

Michael Shoemaker

sunflowers and sagebrush

call pioneers

back

to the trail


image and words Michael Shoemaker

 

By Brad Bennett

the garden

rain-darkened

and dragonflied

Brad Bennett

By Adrian Bouter

a good year

stars fall into

the wine

Adrian Bouter

By Eavonka Ettinger

redwood forest

the persistent knock

of a woodpecker

Eavonka Ettinger

on the tip

of my tongue...

raindrops

Eavonka Ettinger

a whirlwind

   of dandelions

twisted wishes

Eavonka Ettinger

By Fatma Zohra Habis

winter isolation

I read a book

with a thousand pages

Fatma Zohra Habis

By Lafcadio

soon I will hardly

remember you at all

a soap bubble

floating in the breeze

waiting to be popped

Lafcadio

jolted awake—

sunbeams infused

with wrensong

Lafcadio