Assistant editor Kitty Kali, mewing, "Poetry, Mister Editor! Kitties and people's need poetry! And then, their treats!"...
poet James B. Peters, Cottontown, Tennessee...
Haiku poem
Seen in print
Enough reward
Haiku poet
Master
Of the syllable
poet Bijay Kant Dubey, Chandrakona, West Bengal, India...
Ukraine 2022
For no fault of it,
How can a nation be bombed,
Shelled with missiles, tanks,
Rocket launchers,
How can the civilian areas be bombarded
In such a way?
How can one be cruel and callous
in such a way?
poet Dennis Rhodes, Naples, Florida...
I felt ashamed,
as the bombs fell on Ukraine,
of being human.
I truly wanted
to be an innocent deer
beside a cool lake.
I wanted nothing
to do with humanity.
Peaceful. Blameless.
All great artists are
haunted, the poet told me
with a ghostly grin.
poet Mary Jo Balistreri, Waukesha, Wisconsin...
We look now over the distance we've come,
layer upon layer of golden-green hills
airbrushed to ever softer hues in the distance.
We scoop them up into the net of memory,
winding back upon itself, moving forward.
poet Patricia Carragon, Brooklyn, New York...
inspiration
from her mews
she scratches the page
noble assistant's
Frosty and Tama...
"Extra-special treats
for Mary Jo and 'Our Brooklyn Girl', Patricia!"
poet Cathy Porter, Omaha, Nebraska...
The clock
One hand missing I step over
No need to set Cracks in the sidewalk
Mother's back
Protected
A paw on the leg
Comfort, beyond words
poet r. soos, Joshua Tree, California...
moment
faith is always quick
it is there as surety
when doubt slithers in
claim
love in the summer
when flowers are most active
perfuming the air
distraction
a new souvenir
splattered on this empty page
ink forming letters
poet Judith Partin-Nielsen, Longmont, Colorado...
Each Day
each day a poem
breeze ruffling my hair
a glimpse of mountains
behind floating cloud silhouettes
afternoon sun through the window
falling cross the empty pages
waiting on my desk
inspired by
Mountain Chant: a Navaho Ceremony...
The world before me is restored
in poetry
The world behind me is restored
in poetry
The world below me is restored
in poetry
The world above me is restored
in poetry
The world around me is restored
in poetry
My voice is restored
in beauty
My voice is restored in poetry.
And! One more from our Mary Jo Balistreri...
Unclamp my wings untether me
Like Pegasus let me soar
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)
Last! If you choose to send poetry via email from within the US, that's ok, too (again, include postal address)
and, you can mail your poetry to:
bear creek haiku
PO Box 596
Longmont, CO
80502
USA
(SASE's are appreciated)
Last! If you choose to send poetry via email from within the US, that's ok, too (again, include postal address)
