this solitude…
a cloud cloaking my days
with ease
the silence no word
wants
to escape
Rita Melissano
sitting
on a slice of moon
she smiles
without feeling the sharp
edge
of the dark side
Rita Melissano
writing
on the mind’s walls
all is lost
the red ink of a heart lasts
forever
like a swan feather
Rita Melissano
endless sky...
where
the
sun goes to sleep
Rita Melissano
city co-op garden –
not even my own
empire
of dirt
Susan Burch
horrible day –
my haiku
grow
fangs
Susan Burch
first
vulture . . .
imagining the past lives
of this old
pine
Kristen Lindquist
sun halo
the
overlapping orbits
of vultures in flight
Kristen Lindquist
lazy creek . . .
the morning air hazy
with
willow fluff
Kristen Lindquist
mountain town
help wanted signs
in
every window
Patrick Kitchen
summer heat
a box of my things
on
her front porch
Patrick Kitchen
weeding
where should I begin
Patrick Kitchen
spring full moon
brightens the garden
yesterday's
laundry
Wiesław Karliński
bird singing
goes silent for a moment
woodcutter's
axe
Wiesław Karliński
always the leader —
his son's name
at the top of the list
on
the war memorial
John J. Dunphy
every stem
balancing its blossom
spring equinox
Paula Sears
spring morn
the green hillside
singing
with sheep
Paula Sears
the warm hum
of sleepy
voices —
bedtime stories
Katja Fox
the
sun behind
a dragonfly’s wings—
she prays for
peace
Katja Fox
air supremacy —
an aerial fandango
of
fierce cardinals
Leon Tefft
tumbleweeds roving
through cities that never were
views
never enjoyed
Leon Tefft
forest trail
an elk’s antlers
point
the way
Neena Singh
garden swing…
a lingering day
on
cloud nine
Neena Singh
the
lives we endure swirling tea leaves
Mona Bedi
how
slowly the night descends lullaby moon
Mona Bedi
spring
equinox
the time it takes to fall
out of love
Mona Bedi
