pencil shards in the sharpener lost haiku
Paula Sears
winter light
my dog-eared journal filled
with could-have-beens
Chen-ou Liu
forest path
collecting poems
I find my way
C.X.Turner
crow...
one of us
knows freedom
Tiffany Shaw-Diaz
tornado warnings--
the unseen wind
inside my cage
Lafcadio
a handful of shells family reunion
Peter Jastermsky
all said and done the sun
Keith Evetts
overcast her eyes breaking storm
Sushama Kapur
his fake ID
set afire with a candle from
his birthday cake
John J. Dunphy
before the buzz
wasp nest in the eaves Deborah P Kolodji
daybreak the pigeon’s eyes still red
Minal Sarosh
the dog misjudges
the size of a stick
tree limb
Elyse Jancosko
the gecko
looks happy
am I?
Ray Spitzenberger
lingering lupine
the purple haze of
deep regret
Helen Ogden
from away— moving across oceans for new roots
Susan Bonk Plumridge
a life
well lived —
plum blossom
Deborah A. Bennett
travel journal
I arrive
at one haiku
Alvin B. Cruz
school reunion our names still etched on old desks
Mona Bedi
spring buds a circle of prams under the plum trees
Louise Hopewell
scent of a newborn— a flower blossoming
Tuyet Van Do
if only you could
be a messenger of peace
dandelion
David Ngo
Gutted houses
In the park of Kievlate cyclamensMaria Cristina Pulvirenti
war news
the nightmare of the little boy
on Hiroshima
Meera Rehm
the sun on paper boats navigating childhood
Joe Sebastian
Hubble deep field
all the great-grandparents
in my DNA
Agnes Eva Savich
the uncle I never met ... unmarked grave
Joseph P. Wechselberger
mid-summer breeze . . .
another beer drifts
in with the evening
Kathleen Trocmet
finding
a new place
barn owl
Joanna Ashwell