wilderness haiku light wilderness breeze
berry stained words poet moving in music
on dry autumn leaves only he can hear
poet's reflection blank page waiting
reality in flowing currents after morning expresso
dark moonless night poet's brain dancing
poet Nancy l. Dahl, Ypsilanti, Michigan...
have an open mind love that was given
regardless of what happens memories are never lost
have an open heart internal light shines
poet Mary Jo Balistreri,
the fabric of life
because the weave
seeks a new design
wordless is the red light
of tangled thoughts
in the knit and purl of life
a blank page
the white solitude needed
to clear one's mind
and imagine a new stitch
Denver Stull... poet, editor, dear friend,
from print bear creek haiku #1 (33 years ago)...
cry of the hawk.... planting spring bulbs...
chicken feathers the old dog
in the meadow finds his lost bone
poet Cathy Porter, Omaha, Nebraska...
Traced in dust on the dash Roses in the snow
Barely visible Defy the calendar
In the moonlight Rebels with a cause
"Does one really have to fret about enlightenment?
No matter what road I travel, I'm going home."
poet Pogo poet Kitsune
Hwy 16, outside of Lawson... Hwy 1 road trip, CA...
coated with dust and rain-silt power -- best kept
a faded red lawnmower in the hands of
lies forgotten mindless brutes
mid-course through the who are the
small summer-patch of most easily controlled
dry weed choked grass... after Ché Guevara...?
poet Steve Ausherman, poet Jane Stuart,
Albuquerque, Hew Mexico... Greenup, Kentucky...
Reports We're getting old-
of UFO's over the city. the moon trembles
My inner child rejoices. my heart quivers
your love stays
by my side
see you in a moment...
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