poet Jo Balistreri Genesee Depot, Wisconsin
out of darkness
the bright foliage
of snow
leaving the haiku path a harvest moon
garden party
abuzz
with insects
along the path
wild gardenias
first father-daughter dance
her bib
one big cherry...
baby takes a bite
poet Bijoy Kumar Dubey
Bogsharpur, Chandrakona Town, West Bengal, India
In search of the Greater Self,
Where have I reached,
Where have I gone to?
The Greater Self, the Greater Self,
In search of the Greater Self,
Where have I really?
I want to catch, catch the fireflies,
Fireflies
Glowing,
Glowing and glimmering
With the bedazzled, bespangled
Blinking light.
poet George Held
New York, New York
Winter drought --
who will start the snow?
The cool sanctuary After the hurricane,
of a cathedral - under a sandpiper oblivious
a weeping branch to beach erosion
poet Patricia Carragon poet Kelley Jean White
Brooklyn, New York Laconia, New Hampshire
squinting eyes hoping for a meadow
New York, New York
Winter drought --
who will start the snow?
The cool sanctuary After the hurricane,
of a cathedral - under a sandpiper oblivious
a weeping branch to beach erosion
poet Patricia Carragon poet Kelley Jean White
Brooklyn, New York Laconia, New Hampshire
squinting eyes hoping for a meadow
brownstones behind a window I believe I'll stop mowing
optical book shelves my lawn
glacial sunshine one mandarin duck
Coney Island draped in ice alone
fingers feel the chill frozen pond
fingers feel the chill frozen pond
bomb cyclone unseasonably hot
hits Coney Island day--even the butterflies
snow cone boardwalk are listless
ice winds whistle icy clouds overhead
cold air vs. radiator hawk scream cuts
snow curtains on window my silence
poet t. kilgore splake
Calumet, Michigan
overnight dusting
crisp dry whiteness
quiet winter solitude
red tibetan flag early morning existentials
floating on creek currents 24 hour truckstop coffee
poet's creative bloodline writing poems on napkins
thelonius monk lost in cold whiteness
soft jazzy touch wind driven snow
world full of edges poet drunk on silence
poet pl. wick
Empire, Colorado
he smiles
a sad distant smile
across
the breakfast campfire--
how 'bout some coffee
before it's time to go...
while I lift the tin-pot
off vermillion embers
a lone crow soars from
high in a near-by pine--
sailing
away towards the west.
now
only echoing silence...
poet Carl Mayfield
Rio Rancho, New Mexico
Blank Look #972
picking up a trimmed branch
I notice there is a thread
attached
trailing off into the sky
quickly becoming invisible
when I feel the tug
a shudder arrives
without a sound
calmly
as though being called home
is nothing to fret about
assistant editor Tama:
"Well, Frosty, I guess there's
little more to be said..."
assistant editor Frosty:
"Yes, Tama, our
poets, they've said it all..."
see you in a moment
ayaz daryl nielsen
Calumet, Michigan
overnight dusting
crisp dry whiteness
quiet winter solitude
red tibetan flag early morning existentials
floating on creek currents 24 hour truckstop coffee
poet's creative bloodline writing poems on napkins
thelonius monk lost in cold whiteness
soft jazzy touch wind driven snow
world full of edges poet drunk on silence
poet pl. wick
Empire, Colorado
he smiles
a sad distant smile
across
the breakfast campfire--
how 'bout some coffee
before it's time to go...
while I lift the tin-pot
off vermillion embers
a lone crow soars from
high in a near-by pine--
sailing
away towards the west.
now
only echoing silence...
poet Carl Mayfield
Rio Rancho, New Mexico
Blank Look #972
picking up a trimmed branch
I notice there is a thread
attached
trailing off into the sky
quickly becoming invisible
when I feel the tug
a shudder arrives
without a sound
calmly
as though being called home
is nothing to fret about
assistant editor Tama:
"Well, Frosty, I guess there's
little more to be said..."
assistant editor Frosty:
"Yes, Tama, our
poets, they've said it all..."
see you in a moment
ayaz daryl nielsen
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