from where
the wind is blowing
an
election flyer
Robert Kania
Because it has 3 lines
and you mention spring
doesn’t
make it a haiku.
Michael Minassian
six
crocodiles
a thousand years
among the reeds
Mike
Gallagher
struggling
up the hill
stragglers
Mike Gallagher
To become a butterfly
I spill out
my
guts
Alexis Rotella
tree
frog a pendant I'll never wear around my neck
Alexis
Rotella
a
note to myself reminding me to eat
Alexis
Rotella
Tired old gent
Up the Apple and Pears
And
done
RJ Humbl’
Cup of Rosie
With each warm embrace
Steam
leaves
RJ Humbl’
skyscraper
the
window cleaner comes
from above
Pitt Büerken
joyride
the
engine oil level
warning light flashes
Pitt Büerken
winter
approaches
a summer love ends
for good
Pitt Büerken
Haunted
all
night long the ghosts
creak through the house on mouse
feet
whispering regrets
Cecil Morris
running
out of words
tired
poet
Stephen Jarrell Williams
eating the last piece
of bread in the world
nuclear
toast
Stephen Jarrell Williams
love song ...
through the soles
of my old sneakers
listening for the whisperings
of
the street
Isabella Mori
across
the lawn
the lawless reach
of blackberries
Isabella Mori
airplane in flight
above the clouds
it's so easy
to cross borders
when
you have papers
Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont
quicksand…
extending
a hand
from across the seas
Mohua Maulik
amongst the folds
a cache
should I unpack
the emotions
or
tighten the straps
Mohua Maulik