By Zahra Mughis

flowers bloom

in the night sky

new year's eve


Zahra Mughis

Arvinder Kaur

winter sun

grandpa warms his shoes

in the porch

Arvinder Kaur

By Neena Singh

winter chill—

in grandson’s eyes

warm starlight

Neena Singh

By Barrie Levine

night shift

dad’s blue jacket

fades to twilight

Barrie Levine

By Rp Verlaine

the child asks

if sequoia trees

reach heaven

Rp Verlaine

Maya Daneva

soft sun...

in the shadow of the snowman

my toddler


Maya Daneva

By Marilyn Ward

after the snow

a slow drizzle

on a crow's back

Marilyn Ward

By Helen Ogden

winter haiku

so many words

for snow


Helen Ogden

By Samo Kreutz

reflection in the river

the sun and the clouds

all over her face

Samo Kreutz

By Kyoko Bengala

an icy wind—

remained in the petals

of my roses

Kyoko Bengala

By Mircea Moldovan

traces of her footsteps in the snow

Mircea Moldovan

By Richard Bailly

coyotes

traversing the lake

under cold moon

Richard Bailly

By Geoff Pope

running in the bike lane—

hit

by a pine cone

Geoff Pope

Meera Rehm

frost moon

he becomes a ghost

in every photo

Meera Rehm

By Sherry Grant

wedding photo standing so much closer

Sherry Grant

By Cynthia Anderson

glossed-over faults the earthquake waiting to happen

Cynthia Anderson

Lori A Minor

sprouting lily. . .

finally old enough

to give up my faith

Lori A Minor

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

dandelion seeds

float away in a muggy air

the friends i lost

when i decided

to honor my truth


Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

Alvin B. Cruz

blowing dandelions

I chase a dream

that is not mine

Alvin B. Cruz

By Joe Sebastian

bamboo grove—

the wind's symphony

rises and falls

Joe Sebastian

Scott Wiggerman

I no longer sing

in perfect harmony

faraway notes

Scott Wiggerman

By Keith Evetts

new year

our farewells

on the wind

Keith Evetts

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

i find myself

standing before the sun

stitch me

heal me

in the places i cannot reach

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Kelly Sauvage

wild hearts

god stands at the window

looking in
 

Kelly Sauvage

By Veronika Zora Novak

a sound

that is not sound . . .

winter dew


Veronika Zora Novak