By David He

a monk

meditates

in the moonlight

on his hut

an owl hoots

David He

By Dan C. Iulian

long night —

both insomniacs

me and the moon

Dan C. Iulian

By Patrick Sweeney

plate-spinning

novelty acts

in my mother's laughter

Patrick Sweeney

By Michael Nickels-Wisdom

a 

flip 

book 

of 

selves 

walk 

ing 

be 

tween 

the 

trees

Michael Nickels-Wisdom

By Jerome Berglund

in the waiting room

all the magazines

to read

Jerome Berglund

By Amoolya Kamalnath

mountain tales...

the nightlong journey

of a doctor

Amoolya Kamalnath

By Vasile Moldovan

earthquake in Turkey —

a dog among people

saving people

Vasile Moldovan

*

 

a diligent pupil

in the footstep of Bashō

trying to write haiku

Vasile Moldovan

By M. R. Pelletier

Chance meeting—

   the warmth

   of an old flame

M. R. Pelletier

By Deborah Karl-Brandt

yearning...

magnolias in full bloom

since we parted

Deborah Karl-Brandt

By Govind Joshi

a lamb

on her shoulders

she shepherds the sheep

Govind Joshi

By Helen Ogden

woodland meadow—

thumbing through

my dogeared bird book

Helen Ogden

*

 

gusty wind

a grey gull navigates

the ups and downs

Helen Ogden

By Peter Jastermsky

smoke scented towels we wrap ourselves in barbecue

Peter Jastermsky

*

 

if you say so songs of blue acorns

Peter Jastermsky

By Charles Harper

my mandarin

so simply

sheds its rags

Charles Harper

By Keith Evetts

grandfather clock...

we hold hands

by the fire

Keith Evetts

*

 

oak to oak

the echoes of

a cuckoo's cuckoo

Keith Evetts

By B.A. France

warm winter day

watching the sun move

toward tomorrow

B.A.France

*

 

unmarked trailhead

a moonless sky

beckons

B.A. France

By Anthony Ward

Dust particles,

Ignited through sunlight-

Burning out in the shade

Anthony Ward

*

 

Trees grow tired,

Secluded from rest

Through shortened winters

Anthony Ward

By Devoshruti Mandal

parrot's bite of a red chilli summer noon

Devoshruti Mandal

*

 

combing

mom's hair

spanish moss

Devoshruti Mandal

By Sébastien Revon

drought

what has become

of the old pond?

Sébastien Revon

*

 

spring drizzle

a new constellation

on the spider's web

Sébastien Revon