Tuesday, 30 June 2009

in bright sunlight
two old men stop
to shake hands
on the pedestrian crossing

*

Lynne Rees
an open field

Monday, 29 June 2009

two red damselflies in a mating wheel
settled on the back of my hand

humming through the blinding sun
curled into the shape of a heart

*

Geoff Sawers
Oxford Road Community Garden

Sunday, 28 June 2009

Bridget’s sensual lines swing
bass clarinet sobs

*

Tim Nees

Saturday, 27 June 2009

Friday, 26 June 2009

I picked up the wrong basket
accidentally;
we both have plum tomatoes.

*

Angie Werren
The Space Between Words

Thursday, 25 June 2009

The heavy thunder dissolved
Into the rumble
of a passing truck

*

Mark Stratton
Radio Nowhere

Wednesday, 24 June 2009

low hills interlace
like ten contented fingers
over earth's belly

*

Tamra Hays
Laughing Dove Poetry

Tuesday, 23 June 2009

Monday, 22 June 2009

Sunday, 21 June 2009

he slithers his bicycle-tire body so fast
daylilies shake like a storm is coming


(for mice hiding under floorboards, there is)

*

Angie Werren
the space between words

Saturday, 20 June 2009

a patchwork valley
field after field and the wind
shaking out the quilt

*

Mark Holloway
Beachcombing for the Landlocked

Friday, 19 June 2009

Thursday, 18 June 2009

Five minutes before the alarm - birdsong, birdsong.

*

Jon Summers
Hums

Wednesday, 17 June 2009

That dream with the wolf

chasing me out of the forest
across the field back to the house.
I never make it to the porch.
We run on slippery grass all night.

*

Carolee Sherwood
Carolee Sherwood

Tuesday, 16 June 2009

Monday, 15 June 2009

The words that she needed
were tangled in her head.

“I’m not allowed to say them,”
she said.

*

Kirstin Kestner

Sunday, 14 June 2009

bookworm

his pink toes curl and flex in absent-minded contentment

*

Emma Kehayas
Tangledally

Saturday, 13 June 2009

A dark lugubrious sky
then suddenly a gleam,
in which I see
blossom on the old bent apple tree.

*

Daffni Percival

Friday, 12 June 2009

Every morning,
turtles pile up on the dam,
wrinkled necks stretched
toward the sun.

*

James Brush
Coyote Mercury

Thursday, 11 June 2009

pine boughs
tickle the belly of the sky
morning chuckles

*

Laure Krueger

Wednesday, 10 June 2009

Pine cones scattered on the lawn
A gift of the wind

*

Julie Singleton
Julie Singleton

Tuesday, 9 June 2009

Coiffure

Today my hair is the color
of wet pine straw,
piled high like a haystack.
I’m afraid to comb it,
in case I find lovers hidden there,
or a needle.

*

Christine Swint
balanced on the edge

Monday, 8 June 2009

Trees blossom into coral
polyps and wave. Tiny bright
squid in shades of pigeon-feet
pink litter concrete sidewalks.

*

Deb Scott
Stoney Moss

Sunday, 7 June 2009

In the cold sunshine, dandelion clocks turn and turn and turn.

*

Jon Summers
Hums

Saturday, 6 June 2009

Friday, 5 June 2009

against stella dendrite fighting stars
skeleton hawthorn sentinels
stand bare armed
with only bramble barb defences

*

Nancy Millstone-Jennings

Thursday, 4 June 2009

Wednesday, 3 June 2009

Parallax
Every time I move
                  Parallax

*

Greg Clare
The Breakneck Walks

Tuesday, 2 June 2009

Wind blown tulip petals
Fragments of silk
amongst the grass.

*

Caroline M Davies
Advancing Poetry

Monday, 1 June 2009

a dipping drop of a moon in
a periwinkle predawn sky

*

Isabela Oliveira
beautyisinthedark