Cradled Moon.

Fossombrone, Italy. Photo credits: Oana Maria Cercel.

Sunday, September 22, 2024

Mona Bedi

forest bathing I slowly become a tree

Mona Bedi



blinking cursor —

the things I leave

unsaid


Mona Bedi

Shawn Blair

paper airplanes

the crease at each end

of her smile

Shawn Blair

By Jennifer Isham

cancer diagnosis

writing now

with my left hand

Jennifer Isham

By Tsanka Shishkova

music

of calm water

moonlight

Tsanka Shishkova

Saturday, September 21, 2024

By M. R. Defibaugh

rolling back rights

a little wrath affixes

every clothespin

M. R. Defibaugh

By Helen Ogden

parsing the ballot

I choose choice

amongst the choices

Helen Ogden

Thursday, September 19, 2024

Tony Williams

in pursuit

of a butterfly

my whole life


Tony Williams



thistle

it’s obvious

you don’t want a hug

Tony Williams

Adrian Bouter

war-zone dawn the out of place pink

Adrian Bouter

Xiaoou Chen

slow knitter

the boy outgrows his

future sweater

Xiaoou Chen

By Pravat Kumar Padhy

Anthropocene

the hard-edged debate

on plastic rock


Pravat Kumar Padhy



forest poem a child rhymes green and green

Pravat Kumar Padhy

Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont

do we remember

hot summers and cold winters

from our childhood?

talking about rain or shine

isn’t like it used to be

Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont

By Diane Webster

lake shore

leaves reattach to the aspen

on water

Diane Webster

Tuesday, September 17, 2024

C.X. Turner

low tide

      the sandcastles

we leave behind

C.X. Turner



waterfall

dipping a toe

into the unknown

C.X. Turner

By Susan Lee Roberts

chamomile—

waiting for water to boil

I brew haiku


Susan Lee Roberts



summer hike

exploring the vastness

of the map


Susan Lee Roberts

By Sébastien Revon

without my son —

the light of dawn

always somewhere


Sébastien Revon



not the rain

but the lukewarm coffee —

end of summer


Sébastien Revon

Friday, September 13, 2024

By Paul Callus

unleashed

on an empty beach

the dog’s excitement

Paul Callus

Bryan Rickert

father’s grave

finally telling him

what I really think

Bryan Rickert



romantic picnic

we both come away

with a tick

Bryan Rickert

By Vera Constantineau

crossroad

a day without a need

to yield

Vera Constantineau



heavy rain

swapping summer for fall

in the closet

Vera Constantineau



senior golfer

corrects his stance

at the urinal


Vera Constantineau

By Dinah Power

the pen

struggles to write

sonic booms

Dinah Power

By Kelly Sargent

French lavender bunch

the life I thought

I was bound for

Kelly Sargent



winter rain

the wisdom

of imperfection

Kelly Sargent

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