Kevin Browne

first light

night herons

return to the coconut palm

—Kevin Browne

Richard Bailly

stardust

in the heavens

fireflies

—Richard Bailly

Roman Lyakhovetsky

morning drizzle -

the smell of hay dust

off my rucksack

—Roman Lyakhovetsky

forest shortcut—

a drop of my blood

on the cyclamen

—Roman Lyakhovetsky

Pitt Büerken

two lovers

moonlight shows 

them  kissing

—Pitt Büerken

J. R. Wilkerson

 an idle waitress

when

no one

else watches

the perfect

moonwalk

—J. R. Wilkerson

Chen-ou Liu

cold moon

in the web of barbed wire

a refugee child's gaze

—Chen-ou Liu

jolted awake

from a recurring dream

I murmur

is my immigrant past

this black hole of what-ifs?

—Chen-ou Liu

first snowflakes ...

a lone refugee girl

pirouetting

—Chen-ou Liu

Steliana Cristina Voicu

waltz dress

stops waving…

her blue eyes

—Steliana Cristina Voicu

spring insomnia…

morning sun caressing

my baby's face

—Steliana Cristina Voicu

Lakshman Bulusu

pink-painted sky . . . 

the rainbow 

in my beloved’s eyes

—Lakshman Bulusu

Jake Williams

dusk tracks 

sparkling just beyond sight 

moonlight

—Jake Williams

Tsanka Shishkova

storm wind

the blossom cherry buds

on the fallen tree

—Tsanka Shishkova

Xiaoou Chen

—Xiaoou Chen

 

Mile Lisica

shiny moon

at the end of the war

crickets sing

—Mile Lisica

Michael C. Roberts

—Michael C. Roberts

Joanna Ashwell

river swallows

if only you and I

had this much sky

—Joanna Ashwell

carnations

every colour left

to forget about you

—Joanna Ashwell

Ruth Holzer

Mandarin class

how to say

feeling faint

—Ruth Holzer

Ravi Kiran

spring beach

the many colours

of skin

—Ravi Kiran

M. R. Pelletier

old coat

who will you keep warm

when I am gone?

—M. R. Pelletier

Luciana Moretto

melting candle

beneath its flame...

anytime, anywhere

—Luciana Moretto

Sarah Mahina Calvello

dewdrops

on a spider lily leaf

no reflection

—Sarah Mahina Calvello

Joshua St. Claire

my cries

muffled by cherry blossoms

tax day

—Joshua St. Claire

cloud panorama all that’s left of a single heron

—Joshua St. Claire