poets!... Dennis Rhodes, Art Elser, Linda Amos, Julie A. Dickson, t. kilgore splake, Patricia Carragon, r soos, Rochelle S. Cohen, Judith Partin Nielsen, and, Mary Jo Balistreri!...

          

assistant editor Kitty Kali: "Mister Editor, we need a new poetry post! Right now! With treats for everyone!"...

      Thank you, Kali!  Let's begin with poet          Dennis Rhodes, Naples, Florida...

           There is no reason

           to stop and smell the roses--

           I've brought them to you!

       poet Art Elser, Denver, Colorado...

every morning

a tiny ant searches       crows cavort 

the bathroom floor       in a cold west wind

                             while I shiver

         poet Linda Amos, York, Pennsylvania...

 a ghost of a moon

 sailed by on a slip of silver

 a flimsy raft for moonbeams

                       searching for ghosts

                       coyotes and mountain lions

                       prowl these sacred hills

  poet Julie A. Dickson, Exeter, New Hampshire...

           Even behind closed eyes

           I can still see the full moon,

           etched on my retinas, beneath

           my eyelids like indelible

           marker on a whiteboard.

   poet t. kilgore splake, Calumet, Michigan...

     tasting wilderness

    in deep first silence     

     alone alone alone

                          yellow pollen mist

                        floating through forest

                          coming into spring

poet Patricia Carragon, "That Brooklyn Girl"...

  tuxedo kitten

     climbs the chain-link fence

          makes that Olympian leap

 

                            hissy fit

                            Kitty wants to be fed

                            NOW!

         sleeping cat

         her calm

         before the storm

   poet r soos, Joshua Tree, California...

         hands...

         reach out to others

         with her own silent language

         dwelling in her heart

                               ...outside

               the wash dries quickly

         with the dry desert moving

          its heat through our dream

poet Rochelle S. Cohen, Marlton, New Jersey...

     Winter of my Soul

     For my husband Rex Sexton

     I lie in wait, hoping for salvation

     in the memory, not of grand events,

     but of those inadvertent gestures,

     ordinary then, but extraordinary

     now without you.

     poet Judith Partin Nielsen,  

                        Longmont, Colorado...

things unfold 

as they do            coulda, woulda, shoulda

and even in that        ringa, dinga, clinga,

there is                         la madré

a special beauty

poet Mary Jo Balistreri, Waukesha, Wisconsin...

                 blazing firewood

                  we drink cider

                     with a bite

                       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 

                  darylayaz@me.com (include postal address)

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

           

            

poets!... t. kilgore splake, r. soos, Nancy L. Dahl, Judith Partin Nielsen, Jeanne Shannon, Sarah M. Calvello, James B. Peters, Julie Dickson, Marlon Jackson, and Gökhan Tok!...

 

Assistant editors Frosty and Tama, mewing, "Poetry!  Kitties and their loved ones need their Valentine's Day poems, and! special treats, Mister Editor!"     Yes, noble assistants!                    And! let's begin!...

  poet t. kilgore splake, Calumet, Michigan...

    pulling her close

    first dawn rising      weeding the garden.

  drifting off to sleep     I pull up mystery.

     poet r. soos, Joshua Tree, California...

         friend

         you bring the riches

         of a word or a number explained

         only in your song

    poet Nancy l. Dahl, Ypsilanti, Michigan...

 NOT MUCH YOU CAN BUY WITH A PENNY

 BUT PRICELESS THE SAYING

 IN GOD WE TRUST

                  KINDNESS IS THE KEY                                 THAT OPENS THE DOORS  

                  TO DREAMS IN LIFE

  poet Judith Partin Nielsen,        

                           Longmont Colorado...

                   Face of a Buddha (2)

                   among the orchids

                   face of Buddha appears

                   nothing extra

                     just there

                New Life

       grief -- hidden underground   

        tangled like the roots

        of a tree, sometimes            

        nurturing fragile new life                          

editor's Kitty Kali, Frosty, and Tama...

                       "We love's you, Judith!"

  

  poet Jeanne Shannon, 

                      Albuquerque, New Mexico...

                           

       Bee Songs

       I thought I was alone

       in the shimmering

       sunlight of the orchard

       then I came near

       the flowering tree

       and heard

       the hum of multitudes

       among its blossoms

     poet Sarah M. Calvello, 

                     San Francisco, California...

       Outside the window

       The garden lies in disarray

       With it's mismatched secrets

                           Forgotten dreams

                           Watercolor sky

                           Lonely and alive

   noble assistant editor

   Tama selects       

      this next poem...

   poet James B. Peters,

             Cottontown, Tennessee...

         Winter Ode to a Gray Cat

       All you want is a heating vent,

       a heating vent, a heating vent.

       All you want is a heating vent

       to call your very own.

       All you want is a heating vent,   

       a heating vent, a heating vent.

       All you want is a heating vent

       to sleep on all day long.

  poet Julie Dickson, Exeter, New Hampshire...

    Spinning wheel looming

    Flax spun to gold, words shine

    Brilliant yarn of truth

                          Flowers under snow

                          Wait patiently, sleep

                          Spring sun awakens

     poet Marlon Jackson, Bronx, New York...

     Sundays

     

    I love to be in my bed

    Watching movies relaxing

    Cuddled together with my loved one

      poet Gökhan Tok, Ankara, Turkey...

         Talk

          You never hear it

          but at breakfast the sweetest talk

          is between the jam and the honey.

                       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 

                  darylayaz@me.com (include postal address)

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