a curve

in the dead carp

mackerel sky

  

winter sunrise

salt swirls

on the highway

 

Brad Bennett

 

 

rain clouds

gather

the scent of lime flowers

 

Juliet Wilson

 

 

alone again
I open the window
to a winter star

 

Chen-ou Liu

 

 

dry heat
the silver lure slaps
a shallow wake

water strider
kicks sparks at
the setting sun

 

Erin Castaldi

 

 

the farmer's whistle

in every

ear of wheat

 

Elaine Patricia Morris

 

 

shallow stream

moonlight overflows

its low banks

 

Jianqing Zheng

 

 

briefly part

of my own life

memorial swing 

 

Helen Buckingham

 

 

watercolour

the sky washes in

with the tide

 

Lucy Whitehead

 

 

kittiwakes

mom's last smile hangs

in the air

 

Debbie Strange

 

 

even with nowhere

to go it goes

wisteria

 

Kath Abela Wilson

 

 

heartbeat—

the sun’s edge spreads on the ice

 

martin gottlieb cohen

 

 

clear May morning—

filling the hummingbird feeder

with sugar water

 

purpling knoll and hollow—

        one cluster of lupine

after another

  

midsummer coolness—

the slowly flashing fireflies

deepen the quiet

 

Wally Swist

 

 

rain –

earwigs spill

from fennel stalks

 

Sarah-Jane Crowson

 

 

bindweed twists

to the top of the hedge –

summer's end

 

Máire Morrissey Cummins

 

 

not a cloud

the blue jay

nowhere

 

falling rain

the rising scent

of earthworms

 

Jeff Hoagland

 

 

deep forest

a pair of pileated woodpeckers

dart pine to pine

 

Bruce H. Feingold

 

 

Beach stroll
waves steer
the day ashore

 

Padmini K

 

 

dying grass moon

dad's breathing

shallows

 

Claire Vogel Camargo

 

 

old badger sett

the deep earth scent

of emptiness

 

John Hawkhead

 

 

storm clouds darken…

the scattered homecoming

of carrion kites

 

Mark Miller

 

 

sunset

a backboard

reverberates

  

light mist

a hare’s breath

from the clover

  

low light

the shades of white

lining the deer’s belly

 

Laurie Greer

 

 

down with fever...

the fading call of

the street vendor

 

K. Ramesh

 

 

lakeside coldness
the necks of ducks
folded in

 

Adjei Agyei-Baah

 

 

in the same reflex
i reach you as you open
your eyes for the last time

 

Emma Baines

 

 

slicing a pumpkin
mother talks of my sister
elsewhere

 

Srinivasa Rao Sambangi

 

 

desert sunrise 

following tracks

that follow tracks

 

deep winter

things found living

in the flour

 

Bryan Rickert

 

 

before its sound
the smell of rain
bush sassafras

 

Marietta McGregor

 

 

falling leaf
the shape of my ear
in its shadow

 

Réka Nyitrai

 

 

binary stars...

my prayer still ends

with his name

 

Shreya Narang

 

 

outgoing tide

the die-away sighs

of a whistle buoy

 

Joanne van Helvoort

 

 

downpour: only the tall pine's upward thrust

 

Sheila K. Barksdale

 

 

on a whim

we visit our burial plot

.   .   .   snow falling

 

early frost

the finch undisturbed

at the feeder

 

Edward J. Rielly

 

 

in the lull
between breezes
tui song

 

Isabel Caves

 

 

a raven’s shadow 

extending the night – 

autumn equinox

 

Cristina Angelescu

 

 

hanging moon —
father swings a hammer
at the panes

 

autumn chill  —
mowing the lawn
around a molehill

 

breath diving — 

between the ridges
softness of waves

 

Goran Gatalica

 

 

pregnant again . . . 

the squeak of a mouse 

inside the pantry 

 

John McManus

 

 

snow falling…  

again I call

for the cat

 

M. Shayne Bell

 

 

first stars…
silver river now
just a sound

 

Srinivas S

 

 

father-son time

I claim to see the ladybug

he points out

 

Bob Lucky

 

 

lucerne field

a kangaroo clears

the barbed wire

 

deepening dusk

a frog-chorus

fills the creek bed

 

Gavin Austin

 

 

inching up

with every cricket chirp

harvest moon

 

Agnes Eva Savich

 

 

country lane
losing myself in the darkness
between stars

 

David J Kelly

 

 

breeze in the tall grass

with every ripple

a change of color

 

Debbie Scheving

 

 

the imam

an hour late for prayers — 

thickening haze

 

Usman Karofi

 

 

you and me
and all that we have lost
snow moon

 

Claudia Messelodi

 

 

raking . . .
a millipede
uncoils

  

cleaning my rosary
and ablution kettle . . .
day moon

 

Taofeek Ayeyemi

 

 

family night –
a piece of the puzzle
chewed by the dog

 

Jennifer Carr

 

 

following me

along the park trail

the wren's song

 

Stephen O'Connell

 

 

bats

emerge from the dark

summer twilight

 

Stella Damarjati

 

 

orange bucket. . .

         thin ice 

   over mulberry leaves

 

Carl Mayfield

 

 

gauzy veil                                              

over the moon—

nightingale song

 

Elaine Wilburt

 

 

country cousin

what he calls

starflies

 

Peter Newton

 

 

All Souls' Day

losing the morning dream

to a crow's caw

 

Richa Sharma

 

 

the swoop and skim of

swallows over the lake

the ache in my legs

 

David Urwin

 

 

twisted pine

the ooze of resin

from an old limb

 

Lorraine Haig

 

 

tomato patch

night after night

the deer return

 

Lewis Colyar

 

 

cold moonlight                               

the weight of things

left undone

  

I walk through the smell              

of a sodden campfire —

winter sun

 

Nathalie Buckland

 

 

Ash leaves slither
in your hair I thread 
the Summer wind

 

Bernard White

 

 

summer leaves crunch toward autumn

 

Roberta Beach Jacobson

 

 

Thunderclap –

my frightened nephew

hugs a Barbie doll

 

Opeyemi Babafemi 

 

 

white hair
in my beard
autumn clover

 

Andy McLellan

 

 

empty nests – 

a tree offers the sky

its silence

 

Valentina Meloni 

 

 

summer end

the last drip of

popsicle on my elbow

 

Anita Sahoo

 

 

mangoes...

flies fluttering around

my fingers

 

Aladodo Abdus-Salam

 

 

a young man checks

the scarecrow’s pockets

sound of wind

 

Jonathan Humphrey

 

 

Waiting in night's frost

Horizon to horizon

Path of speeding star

 

Matthew M C Smith

 

 

melancholy...

a shadow follows me

among yellow leaves

 

Lucia Cardillo

 

 

fading contrails

x marks the spot

where summer ends

 

Edward Cody Huddleston

 

 

foggy dawn...
a scent of flowers
I can't see

 

Oscar Luparia

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