By Maria Teresa Sisti

expectations -

moon reflected

on the djembe sound


Maria Teresa Sisti

By Bill D. Johnston

detours -

partners

in love


Bill D. Johnston

By GRIX

deciduous dreams my tree

GRIX

By Ram Chandran

as the snail

vacates...sea

fills the shell

Ram Chandran

By Lori A Minor

all that remains wolf moon

Lori A Minor

By Vandana Parashar

late blossoms

moving bras from the cart

to “save for later”

Vandana Parashar

By JL Huffman

ancient he-tortoise

ambles towards the she-shell

chasing extinction


JL Huffman

By GRIX

cutting through the noise morning light

GRIX

By Nani Mariani

with a stagger

i open the door

at dawn


Nani Mariani

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

how long must i wait

for the night to become

a kindred spirit

hold out your hand

and feel the warmth around

each hidden rose

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Radostina Dragostinova

snowflakes

covering the rose petals

mom’s kimono

Radostina Dragostinova

By Angiola Inglese

the cherry tree

covered with wind

low clouds


Angiola Inglese

By Mark Meyer

lilac blossoms

ah, nevertheless for me

this bitter winter


Mark Meyer

By Dorna Hainds

sakura -

a freshly fallen

snowflake

Dorna Hainds

By Ana Drobot

cherry blossoms -

the pages in my grandfather's

war memoirs


Ana Drobot

By Florin C. Ciobica

plum petals

the softness

of her words

Florin C. Ciobica

By Bakhtiyar Amini

memories

pop up here and there

spring rain

Bakhtiyar Amini

By B.A. France

long pause ...

starlight at the end

of the gravel lane

B.A. France

By Nisha Raviprasad

summer rain

all the stories the sky

tells to the earth

Nisha Raviprasad

By Susan Bonk Plumridge

a song

lifts high

as I walk


Susan Bonk Plumridge

By Tsanka Shishkova

three-line poems

in the pandemic-time

haiku therapy

Tsanka Shishkova

By Susan Bonk Plumridge

kukai

meeting other

minimalists

Susan Bonk Plumridge

By Minal Sarosh

grey clouds

my pen is ready

to rain words

Minal Sarosh

By John Hawkhead

morning frost

plumes of breath

keeping us apart

John Hawkhead

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

within the long

dark hallway of memory

is there light

in dreams

we occasionally slide into

the body of another

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Nisha Raviprasad

alone...

I listen to a firefly's

story

Nisha Raviprasad

By Mirela Brăilean

morning walk

a few laps along

the balcony

Mirela Brăilean

By Pat Davis

arthritis

the curve of her hands

picking apples

Pat Davis