Friday, April 17, 2020

bear creek haiku: Stephanie Hiteshew, Steve Ausherman, Faerie Magazine, George Held, S. L. Peeran, Teresinka Pereira, r soos, t. kilgore splake, Patricia Carragon, and Peggy Dugan French!


  "Poetry! Mister Editor!",
roars noble assistant editor  Kitty Kali, "We're going to     create a post for us and              all right now!"

Yes, Kitty! And here is our poet, Stephanie Hiteshew,
from Columbia, Maryland...

    Off the Roof               
    Water streams slickly
    off the roof:
    we dance.

                          poet Steve Ausherman
                          Albuquerque, New Mexico...

Crystal morning sun.                           Angled light.
   Streaking cross the open road.                A frosted window.
Willee Nelson singing on the radio.     The chill of last night's dreams.
   Gas tank heading towards empty.


       !!Two kitty visitors from next-door neighbor Faerie Magazine!!
               Noble assistant editor Frosty: "you gotta love 'em"

        poet George Held, New York, New York...

                    Dreary winter days
                    without birdsong—
                   “Listen,” caws the crow

               poet S. L. Peeran, Bengaluru, India...

       Social distancing               Eerie silence 
       Love on crutches               Chirping of birds 
       No parting kisses               Call from unknown


   poet Teresinka Pereira,
   Ottawa Hills, Ohio...                                                     

  POETRY IS A RAINBOW OF FEELINGS                              
        Poetry moistens our
        throat and renews the promise
        within the first kiss.

        A beautiful aquarelle
        rainbow on the horizon
        without poetry
        the lover's eyes see
        neither the color of dawn
        nor trees sway in a breeze.

        Rainbows of poetry bring
        the world life, dew drops, 
        and the smile of morning.




Our echoes will roll from soul to soul and grow forever and forever.
                                                                Francois Sagan


poet r soos, Joshua Tree, California...

   welcome

   when you know my heart
   there will still be deeper paths
   to travel along

                                             journey

                            make yourself at home
                     you will ride along with you
                              for many more years


Kitty Kali:  the poetry of t. kilgore spunk...
               umm, Kitty, that's t. kilgore splake...

   bar room surprise            
 glass suddenly empty             solitary poet
 poet breathing his beer             never alone
                                      having his poems

                soft wilderness music
              floating on light breeze
                 calm peaceful joy


 poet Patricia Carragon, Brooklyn, New York...

  like cat's eyes
  doors to inner space     Brooklyn felines
  open and shut             cattitude
                                comes with the territory


poet/editor Peggy Dugan FrenchFriday Quote!...


               


see you in a moment...


               and, you can mail your poetry to:


                bear creek haiku
                PO Box 596
                Longmont, CO
                80502   
                USA   
                (SASE's are appreciated)


From other than the USA, email to darylayaz@gmail.com and/or 

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





                                                   

8 comments:

Brown-stone Poets said...

Thx for posting my work. Good to read George Held again. Treats for the kitties.


Patricia the Brooklyn girl

Mindy Matijasevic said...

This is great! I absolutely love the photo where the shadow of the cat is a lion.

Mindy Matijasevic

Bijay Kant Dubey said...

The path of life
None has come to know,
None will come to know,
Just let us be up and doing.


Knowledge is to get light
And to give light to others,
But wisdom opening many vistas
Of thought and reflection.

Anonymous said...

Kitty Kali: 'That Brooklyn girl', you're one of our dearest friends,
Bijay, always good to hear from you (be well),
and, thank you, Mindy! Very much appreciated!

Jules said...

:D

Anonymous said...

D, also!

Anonymous said...

graffiti’d in a Metro-bus…

Hunker-dreamin’…Day…?

"Guess I’ve been locked-down
in the house too long
Forgotten what color the sky
how warm the sun.
Run outta food that ain’t in a can—
reconsiderin’ the tin of 10-year-old Spam.
Run outta beer—even the Lite
Jack’s been gone since last fortnight.

Been dreamin’ a lot lately—hmmmm…
of rollin’ a bomber—‘bout a metric ton
sparkin’ it up with ol’ Willie Nelson…"

RTD Line #5: noticed by Pogo

Anonymous said...

Kitty Kali: Willee Nelson and his kitties, just can't wait to get on the road again!