The plump bee sinks
into the yellow cone of petals.
The graves are silent.

*

Seán Dagan Wood
Seán Dagan Wood

Women rushing
to gather drying clothes--
evening dew setting

*

Ankur Agarwal
The Virtuoso

blue jay -
swelling black & blue
on sapling limb

*

Corey Cook
Corey Cook

How low the light sits,
cradled in a belly of sky.

*

Wendy Kwok
Wendy Kwok

The sun lifts the mist off bare hedges - Road Closed, Diversion In Place.

*

Jon Summers
Hum

Talk talk and more talk.
NPR on the radio and her mother
suddenly indistinguishable.

*

George Moore
George Moore

The lilac’s black buds
have survived the frost
and await their time.

*

Daffni Percival

Damson plums in canning jars,
suspended in their deep purple sleep
beneath frozen lakes of paraffin.

*

Cynthia Cheng

How the crocuses
bustle about -

dumpy cafeteria ladies
in blue hairnets

*

Howie Good
Apocalypse Mambo

Lugging the sledge hammer
through thin spring light
whacking the fence posts
the valley gulps the thuds.

Pausing,
a robin hops to the mesh
sits in a frame of wire.

*

Seán Dagan Wood
Seán Dagan Wood

Passing bird - a catkin, slowly, falls.

*

Jon Summers
Hums

Waiting

The earth sounds hollow
though cherry blossoms float down,
landing in my hair.

*

Catherine Zickgraf
Catherine Zickgraf

The silver-grey tom cat
slinks between wrought-iron rails,
like he's
prisoner, free-man,
prisoner, free-man.

*

Tom Rendell

between
cat's-eye and rumble-strip
crow
keeps
coming
back

*

Mark Holloway
Beachcombing for the Landlocked

after lights out
chattering starlings
squawking & giggling

*

Tim Nees

on the sill,
anxious seedlings
bend toward sun

*

four winds haiga

Drifting, the clouds soar
Fresh new spring flowers poke through
Long hopes for no frost

*

Sweeping pruned debris
My brush disturbs sleepy mice
Fleet footed escape

*

Caught glimpses of birds
Chattering away in song
I pause and listen

*

Little jobs now down
All this before breakfast
Toasted bagel waits

*

Col Ventura
Word Steady

A night artist has impastoed
white hyacinths
on the mountains.

Red-berried rowans
nod, smug.

*

Gordon Mason
Catapult To Mars

skittery leaves, coat pockets not warm enough:
hitch-hiking with ghosts

*

Kelly Shepherd
kellyshepherd.com

(The 11th of April got missed. Insert your own small stone here.)

getting dressed -
discovering a tucked-away nerve,
sparks from navel to tailbone

*

Isabela Oliveira
beautyisinthedark

Daffodils

Not much of a host,
But while eating your toast.
They're worth a quick look
out the window.

*

Malpoet
Malpoet's Weblog

Money

The quickest way to spill - good will

*

Ant Smith
Ant Smith

In the strangely blue pool
Where the river rises:
A rusty perambulator.

*

Brian Pike
Paiku

Orphaned tearoses
huddle together in a vase,
await their deaths with dignity

*

Sandy Hiss
Flutter

Poem etched into the skin,
paint by needle shadow black

*

Cassandra Key
Ophelia Blooming

Today
I heard a gull
tell of the sea.

*

Catherine Edmunds
Catherine Edmunds / Novelist and Poet

below the bridge
trout
as though the water's flow were nothing
hold still

*

Mark Holloway
Beachcombing for the Landlocked

Rain is the crocheted shawl
slipping from spring’s shoulders.

*

Marybeth Rua-Larsen

Heat

You say a voice is just air and vibrations.
I pull my ear close to the radiator
and hear heat.

*

Aiko Harman
Aiko Writes