wet ankles
- it takes time
to create a path

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Kirsten Nørgaard
sten saks papir

all the cars on all
the roads, incalculable
tonnage in motion

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@HaikuDiem
Haiku Diem

In the clouded sky,
no stars break the humid air;
so fireflies will do.

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Roger Sween
CeptsForm

drifting between
shadow and light
leaves on the river

*

Polona Oblak

it wasn't on
my 'to do' list...
listening
to a robin

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Paul Smith
Paper Moon

Salutary-Sanitary

the tiny bottle of hand sanitizer
she keeps close to her at all times
like an alcoholic’s flask
always in arm’s reach
appearing regularly for a quick nip
that makes her feel warm and safe

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Chas Holden

Gourd Mortality

Stubborn orange webbing, cool and slimy
Heaping cache of slippery, yellow-shelled seeds
Autumn's innards, scraped out onto old newspaper
The ritual evisceration starts the death watch
Even before your carving knife defaces

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Joe Nazare
Macabre Republic

Gourd Mortality

Stubborn orange webbing, cool and slimy
Heaping cache of slippery, yellow-shelled seeds
Autumn's innards, scraped out onto old newspaper
The ritual evisceration starts the death watch
Even before your carving knife defaces

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Joe Nazare
Macabre Republic

The Heart is Not a Straight Line

The water storms our sandcastle
throws the feather, our makeshift flag,
over its shoulder and retreats.

Like you, water knows no boundaries
and has no intention of returning what it stole.

*

Rebecca Schumejda

Sweetly After You

On heathered hills
Bent to the winds
Do not forget love.

*

Dominic Ward

The fake window made her hair less startling, I had to turn away and get back to the keyboard. Later I switched rooms with Gerald. He never minded the window but I had to believe in the glass just to relax.

*

Ben Pullar

Bird Sculptures

Little sculptures
play on hot steel
rusted ocher amber
rising waves
soundless stars

*

Steven McLachlan

Stop and Go

Stop raiding my birdhouse, Mr. Squirrel!
Go sign up with Cirque de Soleil.

*

Laurie Kolp
Conversations With Laurie

Sea

In good light, pretty enough:
full (as my eyes)
of flotsam, salt,
the wheeling skies.

*

Emily Blewitt

Taiwan mooncake
hangs low in the autumn sky
mother and I
stand on Pacific coasts…
who first has a bite?

*

Chen-ou Liu
Poetry in the Moment

I saw the wren's flight
from grass to tree top, but not
where its shadow went

*

@HaikuDiem
Haiku Diem

the coffee
a dark window
both silent

*

Kirsten Nørgaard
sten saks papir

92 degrees
out crunching leaves, burning
pavement


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Richard Cody
RCodywrites

The shadows of the clouds
pass across the ocean
like the ghosts of whales
or old, broken pirate ships.

*

J Adamthwaite

bright calm
hands and knees, water-deep
rake the sand
with thin-skinned hands
bright clam

*

Beth Balousek

still watching...
the marigolds

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Paul Smith
Paper Moon

Sifting the compost,
I harvest fungible soil.
Debris still remains.

*

Roger Sween
CeptsForm

Quite a Life

We were on a pontoon when I was born to VanGogh and Reagan. Now they’ve both passed, but during the 90s I comprised market crashes, stocks and bonds, fallen ash from the Twin Towers. You laugh while trying to forget my name. Sing halleluia.

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Robert Vaughan

too tired

I thought being retired
meant that things
would be easier
not so,
I still have to
get out of bed every day

*

Larry Jones

Leaf Storm

Tats of smiling demons
and stalking tigers

whirling down
the windy street

*

Howie Good
Apocalypse Mambo

The bamboo embraced
The winter fire holes...
Lovely flute born!

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Kaa.Na.Kalyanasundaram

month #11

rain and rain and
then some

stars reflected
in musty
brown puddles

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dorothee lang
blueprint 21

a crow caws --
the first black hole in the leaves
you notice the year

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Gene Myers

sawdust and fallen leaves
where the pine stood

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Polona Oblak

Change of Seasons

Delicious cool Fall air
like crisp Granny
Smith apple

a bit tart but
engaging tongue and
taste buds in

sinful treat.

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Judy Shepps Battle

Free-range, new-laid eggs
Poached on butter-whacked wholemeal
Freshly milled pepper

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Peter Wilkin