Monday, November 16, 2015

Peggy Dugan French (and!) Jo Balistreri

this crossroad
a painful one
in spite of it all
the solid road behind us
will pave the one ahead         

    late night storm   
    rumbled into town
    the crickets sang harmony
    with the dancing rain
    a perfect oak outside the window
    sashayed with the whistling wind
    Miles Davis swirled about
    watched the show unfold
    feet up, glass in hand
    toasting a brand new day              peggy dugan french

hills steeped
in the last rays of sun
a red-tailed hawk

                                    up late  the moon in our merlot

                 falling leaves...
                 she cups her hands                       jo balistreri

 my two favorite poets! 
greetings, jo, and you, too, peggy!    

                                           see you in a moment


         hugs, belly rubs and treats!


Thursday, November 12, 2015

bear creek haiku #130, and, a fool for sunrise!

bear creek haiku #130 is

sharon anderson   hopwood  pennsylvania   
heitor almeida araujo   villa mon logis  france 
                           translated by teresinka pereira
patricia carragon   brooklyn  new york 
alan catlin   schenectady  new york
lysa collins   white rock  british columbia
lone crow   fort collins  colorado
nancy l dahl   ypsilanti  michigan
robert edwards   kirkland  washington
chase and chris faiers   marmora  ontario 
joanna haymart  (10 years old)   cottontown  tennessee          
                                      granddaughter of james b peters
stephanie hiteshew   ellicott city  maryland
kitsuné   somewhere in nepal
dorothy mclaughlin   somerset  new jersey
charlie mehrhoff   oakland  maine
karla linn merrifield   brockport  new york
karen o’leary   west fargo  north dakota
syed liaquath peeran   bangalore (bangaluru)  india
andré peragallo   vernevil  france
                                   translated by teresinka pereira
teresinka pereira   toledo  ohio
james b peters   cottontown  tennessee
dennis rhodes   naples  florida
toma rosen   mt baldy zen center  california
dennis saleh   seaside  california
g a scheinoha   eden  wisconsin
rex sexton   philadelphia  pennsylvania
vivian bolland schroeder   humble  texas
t kilgore splake   calumet  michigan
brian k turner   fullerton  california
p l wick   empire  colorado 
yates young   palm coast  florida
paula yup   spokane  washington
ajsa zahirovic   sarajevo  bosnia and herzegovina 

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(from outside the U. S., email may be best)

bear creek haiku
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Longmont Colorado                        ass’t. ed’s:  Frosty and Tama
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Four poems from bear creek haiku #130 (soon to enter your mailbox). . .

backwater winter

pewter grey sky

blue jay flitting

long white 

blizzard                                           t kilgore splake

      On the mountain
The sound of the growing pine
     Disturbs the silence                          ajsa zahirovic

ajsa and teresinka in Sarajevo. . .  

teresinka periera’s email is:
(our thank you's for teresinka’s translations/poetry/all else, and! 
if you so choose, contact her)

Zen on a park bench
I am no different than
the trees or bushes                           patricia carragon        

You cannot write poetry
unless you know the letters;

and only
the letters will ever

allow you

to weave the sky
out of thin air.                               charlie mehrhoff

and now, ass't. ed's, what time do you think it is?

Frosty - "time for treats and belly rubs!"

Tama - "time for hugs and kisses from
        Jo Balistreri"

Thelma and Callie -
"treats and tummies!"

Sam -
"tummy rubs and treats!"

Savannah - "belly rubs, treats and goodbye's!"

ok, it's belly rubs, treats, and tomorrow, poetry with a warm and caring sunrise for all!

see you in a moment

ayaz daryl nielsen