By Adele Evershed

dwindling

in the daylight...

luna moth

Adele Evershed

By Joshua St. Claire

candelabra

we discuss

our options

Joshua St. Claire

By Pat Geyer

intoxicating

giddy fragrance

of mock orange

brings thoughts of springtime

to my still cold heart

Pat Geyer

By Reid Hepworth

ship masts

in a windstorm

the way

we keep each other

at a distance
 

Reid Hepworth

By Adrian Bouter

new beginnings

the smoke screen

of fireworks

Adrian Bouter

By John Grey

sunrise

shadows fall away like egg shell

a lake is hatched

John Grey

By Jim Niffen

winter chill

your silence echoes

off the moon

Jim Niffen

By Jerome Berglund

shadow play

across the cornstalks

one outline passes another

Jerome Berglund

By Tony Williams

morning stars…

kicking salt across

an icy path


Tony Williams

*

 

stiff with cold

the tarpaulins crackle

in their hands


Tony Williams

 

*

 

Cassiopeia

the staggered flight

of night geese

Tony Williams

*

 

depth of winter

needing both hands

to pull a leek


Tony Williams

 

*

 

under a leaden sky

winter reeds

the colour of brass

Tony Williams

By Kimberly Kuchar

old button

filling each hole

with new thread

Kimberly Kuchar

By Keith Evetts

dandelion fluff

trying not to take gravity

too seriously

Keith Evetts

By Sreenath

daybreak

cows head to the fields

jingle of bells

Sreenath

 

*

 

i travel distant places

discovering

my inner spaces

Sreenath

By Chen-ou Liu

laid off ...

my drunken shadow stalking

what's left of the night

Chen-ou Liu

*

prognosis ...

the weight of my friend's arm

around my shoulders

Chen-ou Liu

By Joseph P. Wechselberger

jazz singer

a gardenia

like Billie

Joseph P. Wechselberger

*

blues band

the flash of sequins

when the guitarist sings

Joseph P. Wechselberger

By Chris Langer

broken radio

driving to the sound

of rainfall

Chris Langer

By M. R. Pelletier

My haiku—

   the bulk of them

   unseasoned

M. R. Pelletier

By John J. Dunphy

midnight melody

our cat walks

on the piano keys

John J. Dunphy

*

 

backyard

a squirrel chows down on

my aunt’s fruitcake

John J. Dunphy

*

 

freeze warning

I put out extra food for

my feral cats

John J. Dunphy

By Arvinder Kaur

beyond the poems

beyond the battlefield

mother’s vacant gaze

Arvinder Kaur

By Wai Mei Wong

recurring dream—

I tell myself

I’m not superstitious

Wai Mei Wong

By Janet Ruth

tumbleweeds

pile against the fence

howling wind

Janet Ruth

*

in my dream

he climbs a ladder

saying goodbye

Janet Ruth

By Maya Daneva

red maple leaf...

the citizenship

I call mine

Maya Daneva

By David Josephsohn

gusting winds

our laundry entangled

just as our lives

David Josephsohn

*

 

empty pages

every moment begs

to be written

David Josephsohn

By Barrie Levine

family reunion

my view rises to the top

of the tree

Barrie Levine

*

 

ironing the infinite length of a shirtsleeve

Barrie Levine

*

 

cleaning up

my contact list

fast-moving rain

Barrie Levine

*

the touch of stiffened wool dad’s pea coat

Barrie Levine

*

tossing and turning

my unsettled thoughts

slip to the floor

Barrie Levine

By A.J. Anwar

lowland complex

the main road

becomes a river

A.J. Anwar

By Jennifer Gurney

How can there be so

Many unanswered questions

In one human heart?

Jennifer Gurney

By Elena Malec

late fall orchard —

fluffing up feathers

sparrows sustain the sky


Elena Malec

By Stephen Williams

sandy beach

being washed away

jealous storms


Stephen Williams

By Mirela Brăilean

at the spring

in my cupped palms

his thirsty lips


Mirela Brăilean

By Katja Fox

secrets of the moor— 

buried forever

the peat cutter’s sighs

Katja Fox

By Ellen Kom

a swirl of clouds

the shape of my day

in tears

Ellen Kom

By Vladislav Hristov

aging

his wrinkles

on her face


Vladislav Hristov

By Angiola Inglese

first cold —

let's go to breathe

the last rose

Angiola Inglese

By Adrian Bouter

windows

not one raindrop

out of place

Adrian Bouter

By Rob McKinnon

breezy evening…

wind chimes fail to find

a pleasant tune

Rob McKinnon

By C.F. Tash

what the mind 

asks of the heart 

plum blossoms

C.F. Tash