Tuesday, March 7, 2017

bear creek haiku #139: poets Patricia Carragon, Joy Leftow, Carl Mayfield, t kilgore splake, Don Wentworth, artists: Rex Sexton and Paula Yup

                                  

assistant editor 
Tama:  'here are just a few of the loverly poets and poems from the heart 
of print 
bear creek haiku #139'

and assistant 
editor Frosty:  
'they are the extra-special treats for the rest of us!'

('all my stories' 
first appeared in 
Gabriel Sawicki's 
WILD PLUM 
a haiku journal)
                 
                                  
  
 Deciduous


    In the evening when the trees
    are in recovery from sunlight
    the color and sound of new leaves
    passes between worlds, more worlds
    than we can bear in this life.
    Not needing a name to find their way,
    the trees emerge at first light
    with a fluttering hello, simple one:
    you new in town?

         
                Carl Mayfield
                Rio Rancho  New Mexico


    hanging low
    beautiful
    the willow
    rhyming
    with the
    stream


                 writing haiku
                 while I walk,
                 before I know it -

                 but where?

                               
Don Wentworth  Pittsburgh Pennsylvania



^thank you, Rochelle!^
  www.inmybook.net
 Brooklyn, New York

                                      
                             like tombstones
                             the rocks remember
                             each flower that died                                    

a praia dorme
         a maré, um corbertor
                   a lua assiste

the beach sleeps
         the tide, a blanket
                    the moon watches



         behind Brooklyn Bridge
         walls of gray mist hide skyline
         delusional rain


 Chanukah candles
 8 days of light
 defeat the darkness


              Patricia Carragon
              Brooklyn  New York
                                                                
                                                                ^Paula Yup^
                                                          Spokane  Washington

   


        poet's driven habits

      ignoring everyone else
         those talking arts

                   t kilgore splake
                   calumet  michigan



WHERE DOES TIME GO?

I wonder when I

Forgot to sing my love song

Maybe time lost love
                                   
^Rex Sexton  miss ya^              Joy Leftow   New York  New York



this post, created by noble editorial assistants Tama and Frosty-
they've earned favorite treats and an evening of extra cuddles
from Judith and I...




see you in a moment


ayaz daryl nielsen


                   darylayaz@gmail.com  (and/or)  darylayaz@me.com
                                                



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