By Patricia Carragon

bare feet encounter

Coney Island sand

feeling the burn

Patricia Carragon

tar on sidewalk

melts like chocolate

in the heat

Patricia Carragon

By Randy Brooks

back home

from voting

the forgotten chocolate

in my pocket

gone soft

Randy Brooks

life of a poet

raising a few

choice

words

in the garden
 

Randy Brooks

By James Penha

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

python coiled

in durian tree ready

to sleep not strike

image and words James Penha

By Govind Joshi

harvest time

the unbeatable law

of karma

Govind Joshi

river transit

the lighthouse keeper

now doubles as innkeeper

Govind Joshi

By Yasir Farooq

autumn leaves

in the bucket

silence

Yasir Farooq

By Pitt Büerken

waiting

for Aladdin to come back

oil lamp

Pitt Büerken

By Anthony Lusardi

outdoor barbecue:

on the radio

john lennon

with the cicadas

adding their beat

Anthony Lusardi

By Elena Zouain

freshness of the night –

little by little the moon also moves away

Elena Zouain

poppy –

the transparency of its dress


Elena Zouain

summer evening –

the symphony of silence

resounds

Elena Zouain

By Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont

frosty morning

talking to each other up close

the two white bubbles

where our words meet –

a winter love story

Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont

By Oscar Luparia

 

midsummer dream

only Puck

is late

image and words Oscar Luparia

By Timothy Daly

cold tea my life wasted on work

 
Timothy Daly

 

no less lovely

than the roses

. . . daisies

image and words Timothy Daly

By Stephen Toft

winter stars

gritting the road

to the hospice

Stephen Toft

cirrus cloud

a wisp of sheep’s fleece

on the wire fence

Stephen Toft

By Joshua St. Claire

pink oleander

the scent of sunset

sings me into the sound

Joshua St. Claire

the ocean reveals

its colors 

dusk waves

Joshua St. Claire

By Tony Williams

skimming stone…

our home

in the universe

Tony Williams

tell me your name—

twisty blue

and purple thing

Tony Williams

By M. R. Pelletier

Heat wave—

   thanking the oaks

   that line the street

M. R. Pelletier

Recess—

   the schoolyard sparrows

   hide


M. R. Pelletier

By Mark Hendrickson

empty pews

in the old chapel

deadwood

Mark Hendrickson

my road trip with you

rolling down route 66

tumbleweeds

Mark Hendrickson

By Robert Witmer

parallel lives

a wormhole

in the first apple

Robert Witmer

a bird

sipping rain

from a worn-out shoe

Robert Witmer

By Wanda Amos

ancient swamp now desert

emerging from dust

dinosaurs

Wanda Amos

no escape…

a bad dream

on replay

image and words Wanda Amos

By Anthony Ward

Finding a moth

Glued to the condensation

I reflect upon death

Anthony Ward

By Alvin B. Cruz

news of a friend's passing summer clouds

Alvin B. Cruz

bedtime stories

grandma reads

the palm of my hand

Alvin B. Cruz

clouds drifting further tests

Alvin B. Cruz

By Adrian Bouter

air roots

his father too

a pilot

Adrian Bouter

By Tsanka Shishkova

shining sun

after the longest night

war is over

Tsanka Shishkova

my new haiku

maybe someone already

wrote it


Tsanka Shishkova

By Nivedita Rao

wednesday morning

the chai goes cold

again

Nivedita Rao

what i was

i am not

shedded snakeskin

Nivedita Rao

By Irena Jovanović

Petal by petal

Lotus flower blooming joy

Shiny dance of life

Irena Jovanović

By Alicia Alves

Coffee Ritual

I pour the coffee

then I stir clockwise three times

to get through the day

Alicia Alves

By JL Huffman

butterfly bush awash with wings

JL Huffman

By Nancy Brady

mountain trail

our footsteps silenced

by pine needles

Nancy Brady

By Bipasha Majumder (De)

mother's hair . . .

the sky overcast

with nimbus clouds

Bipasha Majumder (De)

By Scott Wiggerman

a bee disappears

in a purple wine cup

I follow his cue

Scott Wiggerman

deep purple dirge of elections

Scott Wiggerman

weight limits

the baggage we learn

to live without

Scott Wiggerman

disbelief

in resurrection

the many times

dead trees

come back to life

Scott Wiggerman

scavenging

old wood

for tree forts

before I knew

people live in less


Scott Wiggerman

By Suraja Menon Roychowdhury

drumstick curry

mother says mine isn't

like her mother's

Suraja Menon Roychowdhury