M – Rascuno – Draft

https://rascunhodraft.wordpress.com/ Just as spring came, so did the day of that flower so particular that it graces our gardens. The one that perfumes our days and brings us joy with its multicolored petals, which despite being in evidence in the spring remain beautiful in any season, not only physically but from the heart. It hasContinue reading “M – Rascuno – Draft”

Published in Troutswirl (Haiku Prism – Orange) – Isabel Cave

twilight…the irises wallowin afterglow Happy to have this haiku included in Haiku Dialogue – Haiku Prism: Orange. HAIKU DIALOGUE – Haiku Prism – Orange & Intro to the way of … Isabel Caves at: https://isabelcaves.wordpress.com/

Jun03 – Nathan Cocker (Poetry 365)

https://poetry-365.com/ The Battered Mannequin “She” leans nonchalantly on a lamp post in her fancy shoes. The rubble around “her” includes both “her” arms. “Her” breasts are shot off, “her” head is dented; This civil war has killed “her” trade. Now, “her” display is not new clothes. They were all stolen, along with “her” dignity, byContinue reading “Jun03 – Nathan Cocker (Poetry 365)”

My Fantastic Car —Intellectual Shaman

If people could look under the hood of my car they would be shocked to find what makes it go without an engine or oil it’s traveled far taken by a magical momentum There are no mechanisms or directions and still it moves to far away beaches where the wind grass blows its rusty bodyContinue reading “My Fantastic Car —Intellectual Shaman”

Reception Room 52 – Maria Gianna Iannucci (Reflections on Existence)

https://giannaiannucci.com/ sew and patch a lesser love the lukewarm quilt barely covers enough ~ M.G. Iannucci 2020 I am hemming the sorrow of a courser weave, preparing to leave. ~ Voluntary simplicity is nonviolent. Choosing to leave lesser forms of loving is also the cultivation of elegant minimalism. The singleness of unity is not scarcity,Continue reading “Reception Room 52 – Maria Gianna Iannucci (Reflections on Existence)”

Little Vines —Claudia McGill

a. hold a cool thin hand in your own without needing to know whose it is b. even fists even fingernails that scratch express grief c. it was no place for a caterpillar everyone said but one was there anyway determined to thrive d. she wants the door knob to turn she wants to beContinue reading “Little Vines —Claudia McGill”

blood red – just another girl

it was my mother’sfavourite colourso I planted red gardeniaswhere bees now hover my goin’ out lipstickin a tube thin & sleekso I can leave red kisseson my loved ones cheek so many shadestantalizing huesshiny red toenailspeeking through my summer shoes flags, cars, hairit flows in rivers during warsoldiers of different racesdying on a foreign shoreContinue reading “blood red – just another girl”

mUd – Kritika (Undressed Thoughts)

https://undressedthoughts.com/ slippery brown in the greenrains create this blessed scenetasting it all are many small feetplayfully they dance as the Nature greets motherly comfort when they falltransforms to a bed as they crawlmassaging their muscles with its greasereadying future soldiers by acting as their lee byKritika at: https://undressedthoughts.com/ Note from the AuthorCopyright 2020 (All rightsContinue reading “mUd – Kritika (Undressed Thoughts)”