Friday, April 13, 2018

BREVITIES (a lovely Mini-Mag of Minimalist Poetry), and! poets Amy Hrynchuk, Karla Linn Merrifield, Judith Katz-Levine, Peggy Dugan French, Judith Partin-Nielsen, Carl Mayfield, Presley Alexandria Vischniac, Steve Ausherman, David Sermersheim, artists Rex Sexton, Beatrice Gaudy, and Angelee Deodhar!

                  BREVITIES  A Mini-Mag Of Minimalist Poems  

                     Editor:  Joyce Odam, 2432 48th Avenue
                     Sacramento, CA  95822-3809
                     Co-Editor: Robin Gale Odam
                     (No E-mail Mss)

Assistant editor Frosty:
"BREVITIES is about 3" by 4",
24 pages of minimalist poetry, next issue will be #181..."
Assistant editor Tama:
"BREVITIES from Joyce Odam
was one of our inspirations 
for creating bear creek haiku!"

Thank you, noble assistant editors!  And, here are poems from some of our awesome haiku/minimalist poets...

      poet Amy Hrynchuk   
                      Sherwood Park, Alberta


            is the sound of sadness.
            is the sound of awkwardness.
            is the sound of peacefulness.
            is the sound of loneliness.
            speaks for itself in many ways.

               poet Karla Linn Merrifield   North Fort Myers, Florida

          the shape of a ship

          I say again and again the shape

          of a ship the shape of a ship

          the shape of a ship determines the magnitude of its waves --

          my dream-ship's shape carved my name in Norwegian waters

poet Judith Katz-Levine     Norwood, Massachusetts

     The violet dawn haiku                Catskill Haiku               
     deaf woman stands sleeping         cirrus sleep on mountains
     longing for a flute, a recorder      gray cloud blanket over river
     the silence blossoms                   I was a giving daughter

poet Peggy Dugan French   Cardiff, California                      


In younger days they would reflect a simple longing 
then I moved on to loftier thoughts
like finding true love
and friends to spend my time with
Once found 
my dreams turned to the future
and building a foundation to launch them from 
Now I just want us all to be safe
sit across the table and share stories from time to time
Dreams now soar on love’s wings

poet Judith Partin-Nielsen
                    Longmont, Colorado


Sitting by the window,
looking out
cars and leaves pass by
rain, sun, wind
outside everything changes
inside only the holes
worn into the carpet

           artist Rex Sexton

poet Carl Mayfield
            Rio Rancho, New Mexico

Job Description

            Make my shadow proud.

                                                        artist Beatrice Gaudy

                  poet Presley Alexandria Vischniac   Missoula, Montana

                               Singleton Abbey Estate Park
                               [Swansea, Wales  UK]

                               Spokes  awry,  inverted

                               umbrella  on  holy  ground

                               bird  bath  baptismal

                 poet Steve Ausherman   Albuquerque, New Mexico

          Skinned knee glory
            Of afternoon recess.          Canopy of morning clouds.
          The pumping hearts                 Rising grackles
            Of young lions                 Begin their morning commute.
          Chasing the afternoon

                 poet David Sermersheim   Deep River, Connecticut

         the clock can't tell time            words can't contain all
       only mark the passing hour    sometimes we have to take flight
         two hands poised apart                hold to the simple

                            She was undiscovered land.
                                  He was no Ponce de Leon.

assistant editor Tama,
"our kitty friend
              via Angelee Deodhar!"

and, Frosty, "now... treats
and belly rubs?"

Treats for everyone, and,
belly rubs for kitties!...

see you in a moment

ayaz daryl nielsen

your poetry can be mailed to: 
                        bear creek haiku
                        PO Box 596
                        Longmont, CO
                        USA                (an SASE is appreciated)

From other than the USA, email to (and/or) (include postal address)

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!

Wednesday, April 4, 2018

poets, bear creek haiku #143: normal, Stephanie Hiteshew, Teresinka Pereira, Vivian Bolland Schroeder, Dennis Saleh, Kelley Jean White, Paula Yup, Steve Ausherman, Judith Partin-Nielsen!...

                    poet normal   Saugerties, New York

       at the edge of the forest
       our young dog takes off                outside my window
       later we find him                         mountains reach up their
       pissing on the tree                        long misted arms,
       where the ashes of                        never quite
       his predecessors are buried.             catching the clouds.

             poet Stephanie Hiteshew   Columbia, Maryland

             Split                             Sting

             Branches crack                 Wind stings 
             and break                       my spine
             like the sun                     with its frigid breath.
             splitting the horizon.

                 poet Teresinka Pereira   Toledo, Ohio


                            Spring arrives
                            because it is Easter,
                            because it is Passover,
                            because we trust
                            in the word HOPE.
                            Registering all rebirth
                            with nature's brush
                            we go coloring time,
                            because the reason to live
                            it is an art we reinvent
                            every day!

                    poet Vivian Bolland Schroeder  Humble, Texas

       Shopkeepers' worn brooms
       Tidy foul city sidewalks
       Entrance by entrance                Burrs bow subserviently
                                                  before the mower,
                                               Spring up in cocky triumph 
                                                  behind it.                                                           

                        poet Dennis Saleh   Seaside, California   

                                      Socorro Moon, NM

                                      The relief
                                      of night

                                      The calm
                                      of white

                                      Stars that
                                      come out





                  poet Kelley Jean White   Laconia, New Hampshire

        alone again
        beneath the summer moon
        a hint of her scent

                                                   bursting through asphalt
                                                   to internet fame - Tokyo's
                                                   Heroic Daikon!

         poet and artist Paula Yup   Spokane, Washington

                 I am my Own Sovereign Nation

                 So whatever I figure for me
                 that is how I figure for me
                 and if I make my mistake
                 that isn't me making your mistake
                 see what I mean
                 whether it is my religion
                 or my country
                 or my family
                 or what color I have my hair
                 or the length of my hair
                 here I am
                 see this is me
                 I am not you
                 so I don't work your job
                 or exercise for you
                 I'm not going to write your essay
                 you have to do that yourself

               poet Steve Ausherman   Albuquerque, New Mexico

          Run-down neighborhoods                 Dark windows.
        And now condos on the horizon.           Sleepless. He searches
      The city remembers. The city forgets.         For hidden stars.

                  poet Judith Partin-Nielsen   Longmont, Colorado

                things unfold                    Blessed squirrels doing 
                as they do                        their spiritual practice
                and even in that                 Chewing off pieces
                there is                            of the prayer flag
                a special beauty                  to build their nest


Noble assistant editors, Frosty
and Tama, thank you for your
worthy assistance with this post!
Extra treats for everyone!...
Happy mews 

see you in a moment

ayaz daryl nielsen

Monday, April 2, 2018

poets of bear creek #143... Steve Ausherman, Bijoy Kumar Dubey, Judith Partin-Nielsen, t. kilgore splake, Patricia Carragon, r. soos, Diane Webster, and! artists Ed Markowski and Paula Yup...

poet Steve Ausherman
                       Albuquerque, New Mexico

           He, the Poet Laureate of paupers
              rummages through the dumpster
                           in lyrical majesty.

   Chalk drawings upon asphalt.
      Children scribbling away 

                      Tumbler of scotch.
                        So many reasons

 poet Bijoy Kumar Dubey
                         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,
    Glowing and glimmering
    With the bedazzled, bespangled
    Blinking light.

                                    artist Ed Markowski

poet Judith Partin-Nielsen                                artist Paula Yup
                   Longmont, Colorado

Der Blaue Reiter (Blue Rider)

Blues, oh so blue
bluesman, Blues Brothers
Blessed Virgin blue -
blue wave, blue
dolphin riding - blue -
blue, Stevie Ray blue
quitar and blow that sax
jazz man bluesman,
blue, blue bluer than
that cold blue night
blue moon, blue Miles
blowing that blue Bitches
Brew, Kind of Blue, blue
rain, Blue Note - blue trumpet
blowing blue, blue
and so gone, gone and
blue blown blues away

    t. kilgore splake
                      Calumet, Michigan

red tibetan prayer flag

floating on creek currents

poet's creative bloodline

            night alone in desert

       watching dark rocks come alive

           universe belongs to you

Patricia Carragon
                Brooklyn, New York


inside an old box
the calico seeks shelter
December snowstorm                    
when the lights go out              
cries from the cat                          Frosty: "CATKU!  Happy mews!"
take over the apartment                        Tama, "But, calico..."

   the mischievous cat
   curls up on the windowsill              early morning meows
   plans her next attack                     outside the bedroom door
                                                 cat adoption blues

                         poet r. soos   Joshua Tree, California

            wide                                     full moon

            the day overhead                       cleans this desert sand
            fills each silence forever              coyote and owls silent
            for a night of stars                     cholla sings solo

    lovers                                       evening

    kettledrum desert                         the birds fly quiet
    announcing dreams and instinct        overhead toward the sunset
    eat the wind and rain                    I fall in tonight

                     poet Diane Webster   Delta, Colorado

                                                           SOCCER FIELD

               Two crows land
               on the soccer goal
               and caw! caw! caw!
               as children take
               the ball
               and go home.

and, noble assistant editors, we'll go home, too-
treats are waiting for us!
(kitties purring)

see you in a moment

ayaz daryl nielsen

and, your poetry can be mailed to: 
                        bear creek haiku
                        PO Box 596
                        Longmont, CO
                        USA                (an SASE is appreciated)

From other than the USA, email to (and/or) (include postal address)

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

Best to all our creative endeavors!