crocus
blossoms
cupping the snow
in her small hands
Mark
Forrester
green
heron
as still
as the pond
Mark Forrester
mountain
trail
at every turn
the moon’s tug
Mark
Forrester
river glass . . .
the cool smoothness
of his lies
Mark Forrester
Look! And you, look too!
In the waterfall, the hawk
sees
its reflection.
Noah Berlatsky
sprig of parsley
along the back steps looking
almost
intentional
Jerome Berglund
gradually the light
leaves us… our eyes adjust
so
we don’t notice
Jerome Berglund
waving
away the gnats
half
dandelion
Jerome Berglund
less traveled lane
Why did the kudzu
cross
the road?
JL Huffman
senior living
rust and dent models
inside
and out
JL Huffman
sudden gust—
chimes
tell secrets
Sharon Ferrante
I walk
on a moss laden path
deciding—
just for today
I
need nothing more
Sharon Ferrante
old pond
the deep depression
of
a toad
Keith Evetts
summer breeze
the girl on a towel with a book
waves
a foot
Keith Evetts
when blue
is nowhere near enough
kingfisher
Keith Evetts
evening downpour
the backstreet gutter clogged
with
torn betting slips
Keith Evetts
getting older
prone to drop things
like
birthdays
Keith Evetts
above the sawmill
the rasp of mute swans
heading
west
Keith Evetts
too
much noise for a summer rain
Mircea Moldovan
the
reasonable story of a wanderer's stone bridges
Mircea Moldovan
a drink
and another round
countryside
life
Mircea Moldovan
Mother once sighed,
you've spoken English for too long
you might forget me ...
exiled for years, I can't recall
which
language I dream in
Chen-ou Liu
learning mother tongue
our kids chance upon
a
swear word
Biswajit Mishra
day after snow
a magpie braves
a
fence-walk
Biswajit Mishra
graduation day
six goslings get
their
first dip
Biswajit Mishra
mossy river runs
ancient coastal redwood dreams
you
alive again
Karen Pierce Gonzalez
windswept
Karen Pierce Gonzalez
roots
Karen Pierce Gonzalez
bury me under
mussel, clam and oyster shells
in a mound of earth
Lara Dolphin
bienvenidos–
dine with us in a city
of gastronomy
Lara Dolphin
this tree
a war
underground
Cameron
Carvalho
dead
thoughts my dog’s water bowl
Cameron Carvalho
I cast
thought
into
nothing
Cameron Carvalho
an old cat
I stroke
his
bony spine
John Stevenson
the moon
seemingly
alone
John Stevenson
vernal equinox
a chill
in
the warmth
John Stevenson
bare branches
the loneliness of
not
knowing
John Pappas
autumn chill
I seed my lawn
with
crows
John Pappas
after the storm—
the bright shards of the
broken
pot
John Pappas
dark matter
the secrets I keep
from myself
John Pappas
morning drizzle
raindrops waking
on
a gray roof
John Grey
calm peaceful village
smoke from beyond the hilltops
where
the fighting is
John Grey
railway station on a disused line
one old brown suitcase
unclaimed
these thirty years
John Grey
gray spring eve
leaving the park bench
for
the pigeons
Jamie Wimberly
riptide
this poem goes out
to
the seagulls
Jamie Wimberly
moon-faced
for every phase
another
Jamie Wimberly
making
up
for lost time
plum blossoms
Mona Bedi
incessant
rain letting the river be
Mona Bedi
reheated
coffee the conversation gone cold
Mona Bedi
winter wonderland—
painted horses mid-gallop
under
silent moonlight
Ron Nhim
Sunday picnic—
grandma knee deep in the lake,
chasing
minnows
Ron Nhim
summer stillness—
an old man taps his cane
for
amusement
Ron Nhim
an empty desk–
her pink coffee mug
still
in the same spot
Ron Nhim
at the burial—
teardrops and raindrops mingle
under
the spring sky
Ron Nhim
on
a pond
steps to the sun
water lilies
cp howes
cryptic
postcards
From interstellar lasers
crop circles
cp howes
spring wind
old man's radio
jazz
blown away
Steve Van Allen
a single yellow leaf
floats onto an old blue bench
as
it has for years
Steve Van Allen
spring weather –
on the blanket of childhood
the
cat and her kittens
Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă