By Steliana Cristina Voicu

aunt house without aunt…

all my haiga

in her vineyard

Steliana Cristina Voicu

timeless garden —

my children playing

my childhood games

Steliana Cristina Voicu

By David Ngo

in the valley's depth,

a spring gushes forth.

David Ngo

By Nancie Zivetz-Gertler

resting in the shade

i listen to a river

telling its stories

Nancie Zivetz-Gertler

it's hard to find clothes

when you're almost seventy

and you feel brand new

Nancie Zivetz-Gertler

By Bonnie J Scherer

concertina

stretching spring

into summer


Bonnie J Scherer

By Mike Fainzilber

adjusting a picture frame

the world

in place

Mike Fainzilber

memorial service

replacing the priest

a jazz quartet

Mike Fainzilber

butterflies

many lives later

migration’s end

Mike Fainzilber

By Mark Forrester

cracking open

the cool shale

an ancient fern

Mark Forrester

By Maurizio Brancaleoni

thickened fog —

I still delude myself

she will love me

Maurizio Brancaleoni

By Mircea Moldovan

forsythia, the morning walk of a priestess

Mircea Moldovan

By Monica Kakkar

slew of signatures . . .

even with lengthening days

we run out of time


Monica Kakkar

By Pat Davis

saturday

the jingle from mama's

apron pockets

Pat Davis

on a ginko

sounds of contentment

from his wheelchair

Pat Davis

By Barrie Levine

yearbook ‘68

my hometown friends

and their hairdos

Barrie Levine

 

 

sipping milk

from the cereal bowl

my inner cat

Barrie Levine

signs of spring!

flower emojis

in all her texts

Barrie Levine

By Barbara Anna Gaiardoni

immigrants landing  new wave of panic

Barbara Anna Gaiardoni

By Vandana Parashar

river’s regret

one wrong turn

years ago


Vandana Parashar

breast augmentation and the smallness of everything else

Vandana Parashar

 

 

my son’s drawing

every house has

a tree outside

Vandana Parashar

By Rita Melissano

white waterlilies

at the feet of a bronze Pan

the owl too

rests in stillness by them

before bowing for a sip

Rita Melissano

peace comes

silent like the dawn

war...so loud

an open market

full of rattlesnakes

Rita Melissano

 

 

going home together

the moon

and I

Rita Melissano

By Lisa C Reynolds

alphabet soup...

she learns

to eat her words

Lisa C Reynolds

By Nicoletta Ignatti

spring dawn—

the short life

of dew pearls

Nicoletta Ignatti

By Colette Kern

the world's unrest—

numbing myself

with word games

Colette Kern

By Sarah Paris

spring rain

green traffic lights

in a puddle

Sarah Paris

after the storm

a skeleton tree cradles

dawn


Sarah Paris