Sunday, June 24, 2018

poets/artists: Ian Mullins, Karen O'Leary, pl. wick, Ed Markowski, Toma Rosen, Carl Mayfield, Suparna Ghash, Patricia Carragon, t. kilgore splake, Julie A. Dickson, Kelly Sauvage Angel, Sandra María Esteves, and, Teresinka Pereira!


Flowing from the mighty shores of bear creek to you...

Assistant editor Tama, insisting, "Enough unnecessary
verbosity, Mister Editor- let the flow begin!"

"And any and all subsequent treats!," states assistant editor Frosty...

Ok, noble assistants- we'll begin with Ian Mullins!

                               Ian Mullins
                            Liverpool, England

                           scents of mown grass
                           and burnt apple pie –
                           finally a summer

                       dog loose on the beach –
                       the wind whistles louder
                       than his master                                
                           

                                                   haiga from Karen O'Leary
                                                    West Fargo, North Dakota                 
   
         poet pl. wick
       Empire, Colorado

  chickadees  swaying
  from thin aspen branches
  through the windows
  
  the house cats...
  watching them


       strands of your hair
       plaited through my brush

       whispers of last night
                                                         artist Ed Markowski
                                                            Chicago, Illinois

                     poet Toma Rosen
              Mt Baldy Zen Center, California

     in a clear moraine lake
     fire-bellied trout glide--
     away over granite spurs
     and off into the clouds

     their shadows dissolving
     to stay behind...

                           forgetful--
                           left the door ajar
                           squirrel stayed the night

                           raisins and oatmeal--
                           no longer on this
                           morning's breakfast menu



              poet Carl Mayfield
              Rio Rancho, New Mexico

              Praise Be What's Next

                                                            jonquils
                                                            pass over
                                                            yellow
                                                            with a gentle wave




                                 poet/artist Suparna Ghash
                                  Toronto, Ontario, Canada




  poet Patricia Carragon
     Brooklyn, New York                          

poem from 2017's INNOCENCE
      Finishing Line Press

  The 4-Dimensional Man

  The 4-dimensional man
  contains 4 ideas,
  4 times his squared root.

  The 4-dimensional cat
  contains more ideas,
  but she's not telling.



 
                           poet t. kilgore splake
                           Calumet, Michigan                                                 
                                                       
                             poet pressing further

                               until totally alone

                            finally taking off mask                                

                 
                                           
                                        

         poet Julie A. Dickson
         Exeter, New Hampshire

           spade full of dirt
         layered around  roses
             beauty inherent




                     poet Kelly Sauvage Angel
                         Madison, Wisconsin

                     old river town
                     the damselfly dons
                     her finest wings

                        sun specks
                        the old maple's whirligigs   
                        spinning still
                            

  
                              poet Sandra María Esteves
                              New York, New York
                              from Bluestown Mockingbird Mamba
                              Arte Público Press

                Affirmations #2, There Is A Poet Inside You

                          Let the music come out.
                          Give her space to speak her name
                          crying to be heard.

                          How she sees through visible indifference.
                          Her sharp eye an architect's pen, electric,
                          deciphering cosmic symphonies,
                          on a mission,
                          beautiful as air, shaping wind,
                          a carpenter's knife edged in rays of light,
                          soft, fire blue, barely a horizon.





poet Teresinka Pereira
    Ottawa Hills, Ohio

TREE

The tree has freedom
without looking
at the world
But the sky can see it
in the storm,
and the wind
may disturb its peace.
I look at its shade,
at the green leaf,
at the sculpture
of its branches,
and I think,
there is the perfection
in existence!



assistant editors Frosty, Tama:
"Us 4-dimensional editorial
assistants are ready for treats!"


Well done, noble assistants!
Treats for all of us!
    4-dimensional happy mews...


     
see you in a moment



ayaz daryl nielsen



your poetry can be mailed to:

                              bear creek haiku
                              PO Box 596
                              Longmont, CO
                              80502   
                              USA        
                                    (SASE's are appreciated)

From other than the USA, email to darylayz@me.com (and/or)
                  darylayaz@gmail.com (include postal address)

Last!  If you choose to send poetry via email from within the US, 
       that's ok, too (again, include postal address)


Best to all our creative endeavors!
                 

   

Friday, June 15, 2018

poems, poets, kindness... James B. Peters, Jane Stuart, t.kilgore splake, Steve Ausherman, "Let There Be Light" from Jane Breslin Zalben, Bijoy Kumar Dubey, Peggy Dugan French, Robin Gale Odam, S.L. Peeran, Teresinka Pereira, Judith Partin-Nielsen, Angelee Deodhar and Hafiz!





      Assistant Editor Tama, insisting, "Mister Editor, be nice to our writers and readers by publishing their poetry..."

     Assistant Editor Frosty, "And I share with Eyore my most special treats every time I see him!"

     Thank you, noble assistant editors! Our poets, and their poetic kindnesses!
                   (Tama..."is that a word?") 
  


poet James B. Peters  
                          Cottontown, Tennessee

before the sun
breaks the horizon
the pink kissed clouds

                              
poet Jane Stuart   Greenup, Kentucky

             Inkblot memories
             faded pages
             childhood scribbles
             but your smile
             guided my hand


poet t. kilgore splake   
                  Calumet, Michigan

       echo of thunder

       storm moving in

   poet alone in the woods

    surrounded by friends

     waiting music of rain                 
                                              poet Steve Ausherman
                                              Albuquerque, New Mexico

                                                   Fresh tracks in crisp snow.
                                                     A midnight rabbit
                                                              Comes a calling'.



Lift the stone and you will find me,
Cleave the wood and I am there.

                       The Sayings of Jesus


Let me learn the lessons 
You have hidden in every leaf and rock.

                    Native American Prayer

(Tama: "Mister Editor borrowed these from Jane Breskin Zalben's lovely 
         Let There Be Light  
         Poems and Prayers for
          Repairing the World")





poet Bijoy Kumar Dubey
West Bengal, India
                                               poet Peggy Dugan French
  Poetry of                                  Cardiff, California
  Heart and soul 
  I want to write                           The Gift
  What is in my heart,
  In my soul,                                Friendship
  A poet of heart and soul,                In good times and bad
  Soul and heart                            The safe haven                              
  And I am trying                          That warms the heart always 
  My utmost best                             Even on the darkest days
  To write heartfully
  To write soulfully.                        Peggy Dugan French
                                                            Cardiff, California


poet Robin Gale Odam
Sacramento, California                              

INSOMNIA XXVIII

I will sleep tonight . . . is that the
moonlight . . .  move closer to the
window, swirl the tea leaves in my
cup.  The cat steals onto my lap.
The beautiful nighttime.

Robin, with Joyce Odam, 
is editor of BREVITIES:  
              A Mini-Mag 
         Of Minimalist Poems

Frosty, insisting, "Extra treats
       for Robin's kitty!"



     an excerpt from
     Our Ancient Culture
     poet S. L. Peeran                            from Angelee Deodhar
     Bengaluru, India                            
                       
     Our bare hands
     Created wonders                                
     Taj Mahal
     Konark, Lotus
     Temples, pieces of Art.
     Paintings, calligraphy.
     Textiles, carpets,
     Music, poetry,
     Dance and games.

     We are gifted
     Heaven and gods
     Have helped us.
     Happiness and joys
     Are part of our life.



poet Teresinka Pereira
Ottawa Hills, Ohio
     MACHINES

What would we do                       poet Judith Partin-Nielsen
without machines                              Longmont, Colorado                    
to write with, to clean,
to go shopping                                  things unfold
or go to church;                                as they do                     
to measure the                                  and even at that                          
blood in our veins,                             there is
to send messages by air,                       a special beauty         
to climb to high floors,
to turn on lights,                        Endings #2
without microphones
to project the words                    folded flag from the casket
    I love you!                          pressed against my heart
                                            even now feeling your arms
                                            tightly around me


Assistant Editor Frosty, insisting, "Mister Editor, 
                   I have the perfect closing poem!". . .

    from  A YEAR WITH H A F I Z     via Daniel Ladinsky

            JUST AS I SUSPECTED

            In a vision I heard this clearly whispered:

            Study those who sing the most, but are free
            of criticism or praise.

            Following that advice, things turned out 
            just as I suspected:

            I started spending more time with birds (and kitties).


umm, Frosty, you added kitties, didn't you...
Frosty:  "Mister Editor, I don't think Hafiz would mind!"
Well... I have to agree with you... 


                                                     


see you in a moment
  
                                                                                  



                                                
                     
your poetry can be mailed to:

                              bear creek haiku
                              PO Box 596
                              Longmont, CO
                              80502   
                              USA        
                                    (SASE's are appreciated)

From other than the USA, email to darylayz@me.com (and/or)
                  darylayaz@gmail.com (include postal address)

Last!  If you choose to send poetry via email from within the US, 
       that's ok, too (again, include postal address)


Best to all our creative endeavors!
                 
   

Monday, June 4, 2018

from bear creek haiku: artist Ed Markowski! poets Dennis Rhodes, Amy Hrynchuk, Harry T. Roman, James B. Peters, Vernon Waring, Steve Ausherman, Stephanie Hiteshew, and t. kilgore splake!

Assistant Editor Tama, insisting, "Frosty and Mister Editor, make this post happen now! We have many fine poets and poems that need to be read and admired!!" 
Assistant Editor Frosty, "Yes, Tama!  And, we also have Ed Markowski's remarkable artwork!!" 

Yes, noble assistant editors- here we go!

     poet Dennis Rhodes   Naples, Florida


             Mother and ducklings
           cross the busy roadway as
           the world holds its breath.
                                                             


                                                          artist Ed Markowski
          poet Amy Hrynchuk
    Sherwood Park, Alberta, Canada

            Hour of Need

    They were always near me
    and around me
    for most of my life.
    They never once stepped forwards
    to ever help or aid me.
    But when it came
    to my hour of need,
    they showed up with their 
    help and care.
    When my hour of need
    turned into my hours of need,
    they did not leave me.
    But instead, showed more strength.



             poet Harry T. Roman
                   East Orange, New Jersey                                     

    glowing TV through windows
    sounds of children laughing
    small town summer nights


                             red and gold morning
                             false promises
                             rain by noon

    warbling still
    my bird of youth
    this silver-backed spring


                         swollen, stiff old hands
                         tingle yet and tremble
                         caressing my dog’s soft fur


                                    

poet James B. Peters            
             Cottontown, Tennessee

in the stillness
of the evening
the distant train

          into the rising sun
          one crow
          flying past the window

                   before the storm
                   a stillness 
                   that lingers
                                                      

poet Vernon Waring
     King of Prussia, Pennsylvania

       minimalism:  the poem

       less
       is best


            poet Steve Ausherman
            Albuquerque, New Mexico                

            A weary barstool.
               The only solid ground
            He could find.


                             poet Stephanie Hiteshew
                             Columbia, Maryland

                             Eyes

                             Eyes,
                             open as the sky,
                             mouth of the sea.



                          poet t. kilgore splake
                              Calumet, Michigan

  graybeard excitement

     poet and painter                            poet pushing further

  lost in new mysteries                           until totally alone

                                                   finally taking off mask

       
                          creative block exercise

                             words are words

                               writers write



Tama:  "Thank you, Ed, and 
our endearing poets!"

Frosty:  "We'll see you in print,
in other posts, on hometown street corners, and...






see you in a moment









your poetry can be mailed to:

                              bear creek haiku
                              PO Box 596
                              Longmont, CO
                              80502   
                              USA          
                                    (SASE's are appreciated)

From other than the USA, email to darylayz@me.com (and/or)
                  darylayaz@gmail.com (include postal address)

Last!  If you choose to send poetry via email from within the US, 
       that's ok, too (again, include postal address)


Best to all our creative endeavors!