Vincenzo Adamo

light breeze--

a wave caresses

my father's ashes

Vincenzo Adamo

By Keith Evetts

spring dawn

geese find the lake

where they left it

Keith Evetts

By Bee Jay

people scatter...

an unexpected explosion

of sunshine

Bee Jay

By Pat Davis

tracing

new constellations

her freckled face

Pat Davis

Rosa Maria Di Salvatore

moonlight…

a love song

somewhere

Rosa Maria Di Salvatore

By Joe Sebastian

belated wishes...

taking time to write

the right words

Joe Sebastian

By Sherry Grant

sleep nocturne I count in silence

Sherry Grant

By Minal Sarosh

sea shells

the dreams we picked up

along life’s shores

Minal Sarosh

By Richard Bailly

crew in synchrony

scull slipping effortlessly

undisturbed water

Richard Bailly

By G.R. LeBlanc

fall pruning

I leave the spiderweb

untouched

G.R. LeBlanc

By Richa Sharma

frantic mornings

if only a prayer

was enough


Richa Sharma

By Luke Levi

hummingbird

its beak a black sword

piercing the sky


Luke Levi

By Vasile Moldovan

wooden cross--

a nest of sparrows

under its eave

Vasile Moldovan

By Marilyn Ward

snow storm

the sakura scatters

through March wind


Marilyn Ward

Sherry Grant

dreamsong specks of escaping cloud

Sherry Grant

Arvinder Kaur

a firefly

leads me to him…

games at twilight

Arvinder Kaur

By Lee Hudspeth

daffodil

a life star

launching new beginnings

Lee Hudspeth

By Amrutha Prabhu

cold moon --

i hug the pillow

watching the sky

Amrutha Prabhu

By Neena Singh

pink seashell

on the park bench

child’s lost treasure

Neena Singh

By M. Julia Guzmán

waiting room -

mother's frightened eyes


M. Julia Guzmán

Nicoletta Ignatti

on the windowsill...

the scent of violets

away with the wind


Nicoletta Ignatti

By Ban Mihaly

distant heron shouts

as hermit crabs face

the stars

an arm signaling

their change of course

Ban Mihaly

By Kyoko Bengala

that slight noise

of cups and glasses

Will we meet again?


Kyoko Bengala

By Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă

spring breeze -

the cuckoo clock

is heard from outside

Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă

By Maria Concetta Conti

volcanic ash cloud

spring is moving

somewhere else

Maria Concetta Conti