poetry from our friends: Dorothy McLaughlin, Michael Dylan Welch, Ann Christine Tabaka, Cathy Porter, Carl Mayfield, Joanna Weston, Stephanie Hiteshew, t. kilgore splake, and! Dennis Saleh!

assistant editor Tama: "poetry from dear friends..." 

                            

assistant editor Frosty,

"Tama, we have so many 

poets as friends!"

"True, Frosty," replies Tama, 

"Poetry has been 

and continues to be 

a blessing for us..."

Tama and Frosty, insisting:

"Hurry, Mister Editor! We need to share the sanctity of poetry within our posts!  This post!"

Yes, noble assistants! And, here we go!...

poet Dorothy McLaughlin   Somerset, New Jersey:

cloudy night                                      

empty window where
the moon belongs

       who noticed
       the newborn's
       first shadow?

                light and shadow
                softness
                for the day


   poet Michael Dylan Welch
   Sammamish, Washington:

vacant nude beach-
my skipping stone disappears
into the fog
           
           organ arpeggios-
           dust trembling                         rain in the sandbox-
           in the slanted cathedral light        a common sparrow
                                                     shakes its tail


poet Ann Christine Tabaka   Hockessin, Delaware:            

tattered seams                                                  

the soft comfort of
old worn blue jeans

                   at day break
                   soft whiskers tickle my noses
                   kitty kisses


    "Everyone needs their noses kitty kissed!"- Frosty


poet Cathy Porter   Omaha, Nebraska:

kitchen windows open
Tehano music
dances inside
                                       midnight darkness
                                       summer moon
                                       walks us home
      cheek to cheek
      behind the ride
      county fair

                        on the patio
                        two empty chairs blown over
                        Saturday sleep in


               poet Carl Mayfield   Rio Rancho, New Mexico:

     line in the sand-
         whip snake
     easing under the gate                     in my chest
                                                      that drum
                                                    risking everything


       poet Joanna Weston   Shawinigan lake, British Columbia:

                    connecting flight your hand in mine

poet Stephanie Hiteshew
                  Columbia, Maryland:

    Kiss

    one blue moon
    kiss-
    ing the wind.


               River

               one
               stale maple leaf
               fresh on the river.


poet t. kilgore splake
calmet, michigan:

   sun shining through clouds
   ghosts and angels
   looking down on earth
                                                   

poet  Dennis Saleh
Seaside, California:

Credo

I care
not, what
people
think.

I cry
only,
"Give me
ink."  





Noble assistant editors, shall we end our poetry post?

"So many lovely poets and poetry- we'll close for today, but we'll be back tomorrow!," states Tama

Maybe not tomorrow, Tama, but we'll be back soon!
Frosty, do you think it's time for extra special treats?

"Mister Editor, it's always time for poetry, poets, and!
                                                         extra special treats!"



see you in a moment


ayaz daryl nielsen


                                                    darylayaz@gmail.com

Dennis Saleh, t. kilgore splake, Lysa Collins, Diane Webster, Ndongolera Mwangupili, p. l. wick, Patricia Carragon, Bijay Kant Dubey, and! Peggy Dugan French!

assistant editor Frosty:  

'Tama, we haven't honored

the finest of our poets 

for over a month because

of our moving across town!"                               

"So true, Frosty," replies 

assistant editor Tama... 

"Mister Editor, today

we will create 
a new post!"

Noble assistants, we're settled

in our new home, and, yes, 

let's be busy with the poets 

we know and so appreciate!  And we will create a new post 
every week...
  

"Loverly!" mew Tama and Frosty

from bear creek haiku print issue #140 (to be mailed soon)

                                                  "Hopefully," states Frosty...

Dennis Saleh  Seaside, California:

                            An Encounter

                            A fellow to his shadow,

                            "What took you so long?"

                            I've been waiting all...

                            uh...something.

                            Give me a moment,

                            would you."

                            Shadow replies,

                            "That's fine.

                            Another time.

                            There's always

                            plenty of that."

Frosty, "from one of our best"

t. kilgore splake  Calumet, Michigan:

                 

   early morning breeze                     neighborhood houses

  small branches swaying                      all windows dark

     like restless heart                        little theaters quiet

           wow!  Lysa Collins   White Rock, British Columbia:

                                and the summer breeze

                                softly whispers                                  

                                 -  home

    

Diane Webster   Delta, Colorado:

                                                     FALLS EXHAUSTED

During the windstorm

grasses tickle

the stone with no mercy

until it rolls down

the hill into the road

and lies exhausted.

"Mister Editor, when we have completed this post, let's go find

a breeze through grasses that will tickle us!"

             You betcha, Frosty... now, back to our poets!

Ndongolera C Mwangupili   Mzuzu, Malawi:

              You

              Like light

              throwing its rays,

              you shine.                                 

              Like wind,

              you blow away

              worries.

              Like seed,

              you blossom

              new living.

p l wick   Empire, Colorado:

            walking through

            sycamore leaf-carpet

            often  I hesitate to listen

            for your rustling paw-stride.

            and though

            now there is only silence -

            you are always at my side

Patricia Carragon   Brooklyn, New York:

CATKU  (three extra cheers for Ms Carragon!

                from Tama and Frosty)

by the window

        a snowflake meltdown

        amuses the cat

                 like cat's eyes

                 doors to inner space

                 open and shut

                               (for Alison Ross)

                               progressive claws

                               send political machines

                               to the shredder

               Bijay Kant Dubey   West Bengal   India:

                            Man and Woman

                            Two characters

                            Man and woman,

                            How to paint them

                            Whispering in the dark

                            Behind the curtain of the scene?

and, from our dear friend Peggy Dugan French   Cardiff, California:

    each turn                             spots of fur 

    intoxicating                           still cover spaces

jasmine blooming                        where you used to sleep

                                             now

                                             only a memory exists

Frosty, Tama and I "we miss her too, Peggy..."

well, noble assistants, we have completed this post, the first

of many more!  Shall we go seek the wind-blown grass that tickles, and then have some treats?

                  (many happy mews from all of us)

see you in a moment

ayaz daryl nielsen

                                                     darylayaz@gmail.com