lengthening days
the blackbird's song
a few notes longer

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Matt Morden
Morden Haiku

wedge of geese
honk-a-lonk above -
the newborn shivers

*

Corey Cook
Corey Cook

Shoes gather by the door;
dogs scratching to go out.

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Paula Ray
Paula Ray's Musical Pencil

in bed

this morning
her foot
nestled beneath
my knee

*

Jeffrey Fleming
nibblepoems

red fell from
the rabbit's ear

staining the linoleum
no other sign

of death;
black eyes still
glossy

like a marbled bushfire

*

Ainslee Meredith
Never, Esther

False Eclipse

a fist of starlings,
eyepatch for the sun.

*

Christian Ward

You have told me so much in anger,
I can't remember the rest.

*

Stephen Jarrell Williams

A triangular scruff of woodland squeezed between railway lines coming into Raynes Park station. A deep green cleft of tangled trees, over-enthusiastic bushes, broken branches and rubbish.

*

Matthew Friday
Matthew Friday

prairie sunset
a rabbit blazes
wheat-covered trails

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Shirla White
Shirla White

The freckles behind your necklace
Make me glad you wore that dress.

*

Col Ventura
Word Steady

The kestrel is out again—
doves hide, silent, in the still grass.

*

James Brush
Coyote Mercury

across the quiet pond,
a deer wanders down to drink-
the crackling of ice

*

sandra lawrence
four winds haiga

A dragon on the underside
of my brother's arm;

its black tongue tickles
the blue veins of his wrist.

*

Gareth Trew
Gareth Trew

To waken to the sound of the sea is to turn a corner; to understand the way a gull hurls abuse at a summer morning, a scatological summary of a flawed world.

*

Wendy Klein
Wendy Klein

Next Warm Meal

We crumble crackers in our soup
the way we drop change
in a beggar's empty Pepsi cup.

*

William Soule
William Soule

playing join-the-dots with the cracked black pepper in my soup

*

jem
-the sound of splinters-

in a quiet room, filled with deep thoughts,
don't eat the crunchy food with your mouth open

*

Liza Lee Miller
It's Just Me

stargazing--
tonight
smells like
snow, we
spend it
spearing
dreams
instead of
salmon

*

amanda oaks
verve bath press

A needle glinting on the marble floor
Or one of your silver hairs?

*

Gabrielle Daly

Winter weeds standing tall in white
blanched of living color
seeds sleeping

*

Taomaster Frank
My Spirit Journeys

knocking the buddha
off his perch
a kitten

*

Matt Morden
Morden Haiku

Snow Field

The sheep in next door's field
disconsolate at the sudden
disappearance of their grass.

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Caroline M Davies
Advancing Poetry

He’s grumpy because he’s mislaid his instruction book. I’m grumpy because I’ve mislaid my life.

*

spj
Writing Home

The floor feels cold - my back is sore, but I sleep peacefully, because the bedsheets smell like you, and the bedroom tiles are the same color as your skin.

*

Sergio S. Martínez
Sergio S. Martínez

Whirling birds dart across the sky like bright waterbugs on a lake. I hear the whap-whap-whap of engines while lying in bed at 5 a.m. and imagine their single bright light, those mechanical stars, moving through morning.

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Elizabeth Westmark
Switched At Birth

Miniature Statue

commanding domestic desktop detritous

*

Ant Smith
Ant Smith

Winter night

Soft rain against the windows
Whispering, whispering

*

Rachel Fox
Rachel Fox

fish-filch, wing-whirr,
beak-bright bustle to burrow –
That’s All Folks

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Susan Richardson
Susan's Journal of Literary Things