By Susan Bonk Plumridge

a song

lifts high

as I walk


Susan Bonk Plumridge

By Tsanka Shishkova

three-line poems

in the pandemic-time

haiku therapy

Tsanka Shishkova

By Susan Bonk Plumridge

kukai

meeting other

minimalists

Susan Bonk Plumridge

By Minal Sarosh

grey clouds

my pen is ready

to rain words

Minal Sarosh

By John Hawkhead

morning frost

plumes of breath

keeping us apart

John Hawkhead

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

within the long

dark hallway of memory

is there light

in dreams

we occasionally slide into

the body of another

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Nisha Raviprasad

alone...

I listen to a firefly's

story

Nisha Raviprasad

By Mirela Brăilean

morning walk

a few laps along

the balcony

Mirela Brăilean

By Pat Davis

arthritis

the curve of her hands

picking apples

Pat Davis

By Samo Kreutz

water trough

gathered around it

the house shadows

Samo Kreutz

By Minal Sarosh

train tunnel

my yawn swallows the

sudden darkness

Minal Sarosh

By B.A. France

a pause

to watch the geese

— open skies

B.A. France

By Dorna Hainds

day moon --

a gull flies

through the rain

Dorna Hainds

By Mirela Brăilean

tai chi

a butterfly rests

on my nose

Mirela Brăilean

By Joe Sebastian

deeper than the

hoot of snowy owls

winter solitude

Joe Sebastian

By John Hawkhead

shimmered air

a lone buzzard circles

the sun

John Hawkhead

By Marilyn Ward

morning rain

filling the bird bath

two fat pigeons

Marilyn Ward

By Arvinder Kaur

dead end ...

google tells me

I have reached


Arvinder Kaur