By Cherri Sutphin

teacup

in a garden

water for the birds

Cherri Sutphin

arboretum

a hidden home

for fairies

Cherri Sutphin

By Karen O'Leary

soft music

wafts into my room

in dreams

my son’s song

plays on

Karen O'Leary

scraping to survive

a guitar man

with a broken string

Karen O'Leary

By j rap

Father’s Day

inside our frisbee circle

blur of poodle



j rap

up till dawn …

a shared apple crisp

at Denny’s

j rap

By Elena Zouain

rainbow —

accepting all colors of light


Elena Zouain

sudden downpour —

the smell of the earth

Elena Zouain

By Anthony Ward

Resting by the river

I forget time

Embracing eternity

Anthony Ward

Alone in the library

I browse many books

That remain closed to me

Anthony Ward

By Padma Rajeswari Tata

sundowner

a splash of colors

in my glass

Padma Rajeswari Tata

sleepless

one by one by one …

the swoosh of cars

Padma Rajeswari Tata

By David Ngo

A kite flies freely,

harmonising with the breeze,

its string broken,

surrendering to

the destiny of the wind.

David Ngo

Elephants and turtles

dance in the wind,

while lemongrass and tom yum

swirl in the air,

amidst a babel of languages.

David Ngo

By Ravi Kiran

night lightning

the restlessness

in the stables

Ravi Kiran

koi pond

no sign that says

no fishing

Ravi Kiran

By Krzysztof Kokot

Afghan flower girl—

bunches of pink tulip

in her black eyes

Krzysztof Kokot

 

the war—

at the butcher's door

skinny dog

Krzysztof Kokot

By Govind Joshi

spring breeze

through the stairway window

the pines

Govind Joshi

spring rain

in the silence

a brown leaf

Govind Joshi

By Deborah Karl-Brandt

strawberries

summer feelings up by two euros

than the year before

Deborah Karl-Brandt

 

perfect summer days for snails another downpour

Deborah Karl-Brandt

By Neena Singh

summer day

a surfer rides

the rising sun


Neena Singh

my arms

cradle the dog

into the grave

Neena Singh

By Tony Williams

city pigeons

always something

to peck at


Tony Williams

 

thunder

answering thunder

with thunder

Tony Williams

By Françoise Maurice

street light

the distant echo

of a birthday party

Françoise Maurice

 

every so often

through the clouds

the Moon

Françoise Maurice