The Endless Climb by Sara Vernekar
a back toughened like sea glass/ praises, appeals, insults/ words with the intent of knives
On Seeing the Footprints of the Hominins at Laetoli by Patrick Deeley
We did what you must have done/ nearly four million years ago –/ followed in each other’s footsteps.
Butterflies by Ramiro Valdes
Butterflies open their wings,/ Brittle, weary,/ Crucified by the stamp of time,/ The wind says a prayer
thoughts on the way, before, traveling keelung to hualien by Dean Schabner
here, let’s say,/ we begin, seeing/ ocean spread, bluegreen motion,/ moving within herself under
Pink Blanket by Diana Raab
The Sakura or cherry blossom is a reminder of life’s fragility. They enchant for one week each year
November Carved in Beech Tree Bark by Steven Bucher
We carved child initials/ Embraced by heart/ In beech tree bark/ In November gray/ As if our child hearts
Sidewalk Illusion by Diane Webster
On the sidewalk the lollipop lies/ in melting wonder that ants/ haven’t found the goodie/ to lick
the fire within by Thomas Zimmerman
the windswept night yawns wide so much like me/ the cosmos weary of existence all/ it seems gets
Compass Point by Jeff Burt
A single pine needle spins/ in a gyroscopic eddy// near the rocks to the entrance/ or exit of a backwater
Let Mine Footprints be all but Lost by Katrenia Grace Busch
Let not mine feet stay idle,/ Nor my footprints fade away/ But walk tall and remain able/ To harness the
The Surfer by E Kraft
Standing on the shore, I see/ His board greets his oceanic buds/ Gently stroking the sea with each
As A Child, I by Jean Liew
As a child, I hid under a writing table/ Draped over with an old vinyl sheet/ The overhanging green
Radiator Poem by John Grey
She wants a Valentine’s day poem./ But I can’t just pick up a poem/ on the way home from work.
Time Ruckle by Philip Davison
Monday came softly,/ Sooner than advertised,/ but otherwise
in all its/ Mondayness,
Sycamore by Fredric Hildebrand
Autumn in the live oak forest. A single/ sycamore holds forth its dying flame.// Wild brimstone-yellow
The Alpha Day by William Doreski
The alpha day has arrived./ Snowmelt reflects the faces/ stunned by this fevered moment./ Steeples
The Moon’s Sonata by Asya Acun
As the moon flickers in space and time,/ All is calm, all is ready to roar/ Maybe the storm is approaching
Infinite reveries by Paweł Markiewicz
The loveliest dawn dwelleth in the bosom./ A mild magic word rests far below./ A balmy spark flying in the soul.
Meditation in Spring by Julia Caroline Knowlton
dogwood blossoms, white & pink/ tiny dresses or ideas of prayer// too pure to be pure/ too many
Charm by Seth Jani
The world around my wrist/ with its blue cargo/ of days and oceans,/ with its secret jewels
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