Easter
finally rising
my late tulips
John J. Dunphy
looking back...
but there is no
shadow
Kamrun Nahar
the weep of willows and wise men morning moon Kelly Sauvage
withered trees
your pale face lingers
in my heart
Lisbeth Ho
eternity . . .
this single drop
of dew
Veronika Zora Novak
sea storm... the sky cracks and falls down Diana Teneva
snowmelt
Easter cleaning
of the gravestones
Maya Daneva
Good Friday
outdoors as it is indoors
closed tulips
in unison
the stars and fireflies...
zoom wedding
Elisa Theriana
blue heron . . .
teach my green wings
to fly
orange dusk... drops of light through the stained glass Diana Teneva
beneath the ledge all the birds the cat can’t see Kelly Sauvage
a whole life in flower petals ... little bee
Lucia Cardillo
spring dawn . . .
I awaken inside
a caterpillar's dream
sickle moon
learning the arc
of the life crisis
feeling cold
brewing ginger tea
for my grandma
winter sun a pinch of saffron in the soup Kelly Sauvage
mountain view... misty droplets cover my glasses Diana Teneva
soap bubbles … a lonely girl plays with the rainbow
by the time my thoughts are written on fresh paper they are meaningless
r soos
polished and plaited high stepping filly’s parade haute couture dressage
JL Huffman
crimson petals the full bloom of his touch
Patricia Hawkhead
ballerinas
the azaleas bending
with the pull of wind
Rp Verlaine
moonlight folding around her curve John Hawkhead
quarter moon - the unspoken in a breath Maria Teresa Sisti
turning leaves i reach the funeral too late Richa Sharma
mother’s shadow
shortening
in candlelight
Sherry Grant
women’s day
I buy another bottle
of pepper spray
Vandana Parashar