Cradled Moon.

Fossombrone, Italy. Photo credits: Oana Maria Cercel.

Saturday, July 13, 2024

Alvin B. Cruz

folding

paper dolls

mother tells me

what it means

to be a man

Alvin B. Cruz



his twin sons

coming out

double rainbow

Alvin B. Cruz



enough said soundless wind chimes

Alvin B. Cruz

Robert Witmer

a stone bench

warm with sun

the cat my mother loved

Robert Witmer



self help

the clerk at the bookstore

points to the bottom shelf

Robert Witmer



lost in thought

a dandelion seed

in the wind

Robert Witmer



war graves

the silence

of forgetful flags

Robert Witmer

Jennifer Gurney

softly it falls

so gentle it’s a whisper–

first spring rain

Jennifer Gurney



planting 15

white Columbine

one for each life lost

Jennifer Gurney



the candle’s scent

gently follows me upstairs

tucking me into bed

Jennifer Gurney



washed clean

by the river

my heart

Jennifer Gurney

By Helen Ogden

solstice moon

I give the clouds

a talking to

Helen Ogden



Juneteenth

black workers on overtime

at the country club

Helen Ogden



the time it takes

the time it doesn't

first rose

Helen Ogden

Sharon Ferrante

witch’s ritual

she gives a bow

to morning mist

Sharon Ferrante



burning sage

a crow cleans his wings

in the rain

Sharon Ferrante



old brooms

we talk about

our travels

Sharon Ferrante

Milan Rajkumar

this dream ...

cape jasmine petals falling

on my sick bed

Milan Rajkumar



cycle of life—

planting rice seedlings

in ancestors' field


Milan Rajkumar



summer dawn

a glimpse of heaven

on the still pond


Milan Rajkumar

Friday, July 12, 2024

Bryan Rickert

nettle field

the deer know

a way through

Bryan Rickert



to the bottom

of the sinkhole and back

butterfly

Bryan Rickert



all day hike

I emerge

human again

Bryan Rickert

By Barrie Levine

no end

to the midday heat . . .

corn maze


Barrie Levine



skipping stones repeating our mistakes

Barrie Levine



beach walk the permanence of trash

Barrie Levine

By Tom Blessing

old raven

seems content

watching the sun set

into the broken

water

Tom Blessing



beneath her hat     a sadness    in her eyes

Tom Blessing



starlight

the distant rumble

of a log truck

Tom Blessing

By Chad Lee Robinson

the mare's gentle breathing . . .

what I've only ever told

the wind

Chad Lee Robinson



birds singing 

in the dark before dawn . . .

their names elude me 

but I know yours 

and you know mine

Chad Lee Robinson



home from the vet--

the sound of my feet 

alone in the leaves

Chad Lee Robinson

Mona Bedi

summer breeze

the girl in a red dress

lets out a yawn


Mona Bedi



bonsai all my shortcomings


Mona Bedi



rose prickles

nothing comes easy

in this life


Mona Bedi

By Kelly Sargent

when I was seen wild irises

Kelly Sargent



the shadows

of summer

homeless tents

Kelly Sargent



wishing fountain

no matter

how many coins I toss. . .

my prayers

caught in the downspout

Kelly Sargent

Mark Forrester

evening calm

on the river

a kayaker talks to his dog


Mark Forrester



water rushing

through our mountain cabin

its echo

Mark Forrester



mountain trail—

thin clouds weaving

between black spruce


Mark Forrester

Wednesday, July 10, 2024

By Kelly Moyer

Crossing Over

Kelly Moyer


Samsara #1

Kelly Moyer

 


 

Rain Dance

Kelly Moyer

 

Tuesday, July 9, 2024

Michael Shoemaker

pine needle trail

draws me back

to hidden childhood hollows

Michael Shoemaker



sunflowers and sagebrush

call pioneers

back

to the trail


image and words Michael Shoemaker

 


Monday, July 8, 2024

Adrian Bouter

a good year

stars fall into

the wine

Adrian Bouter

By Brad Bennett

the garden

rain-darkened

and dragonflied

Brad Bennett

By Eavonka Ettinger

redwood forest

the persistent knock

of a woodpecker

Eavonka Ettinger



on the tip

of my tongue...

raindrops

Eavonka Ettinger



a whirlwind

   of dandelions

twisted wishes

Eavonka Ettinger

Lafcadio

soon I will hardly

remember you at all

a soap bubble

floating in the breeze

waiting to be popped

Lafcadio



jolted awake—

sunbeams infused

with wrensong

Lafcadio

Fatma Zohra Habis

winter isolation

I read a book

with a thousand pages

Fatma Zohra Habis

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