woodlands waking upspring appears with bits of greentree buds in first blush Full Worm Moon in Marchrobins and crows dig for treatsdivots show success trail mud sucks boots inlittle white dog in knee-deepmud season just sucks doves share a taught wirewaiting to make ground landingbeneath bird feeders midnight dog walk dankrain-fog-clouds obscure viewingAprilâs Full Pink … Continue reading Daily Haiku by Leslie Sittner
Directional by Ruth Ann Dandrea
My front door opens to the east.My back door opens to the north.Patio doors open south. Onlywindows look west. This morningâssun rises bright in the eastern sky,but dark clouds come from the westto eat it up. Another train moansa low whistle along its southerntrack, saying, âSomebodyâs goingsomewhere.â But it isnât me. I wait.Sitting in the … Continue reading Directional by Ruth Ann Dandrea
It’s Too Dark, April 2020 by Edward Pontacoloni
âI love you, but I canât see you right now,â she turned away from him, âitâs too dark.â Owls are nocturnal and hunt in the dark. Like panthers that prefer their blackness. The sunâs corona lent its name, and blackness spread pandemically, Turning her away. Absenting her from him. Like black is the absence of … Continue reading It’s Too Dark, April 2020 by Edward Pontacoloni
To My Sister 4/21/2020 by Amaryllis Doyle
I love you but canât see you nowOn your birthday, tomorrowWeâre both in the high risk categoryfor covid-19âs tragedy I didnât come in Winterbecause of icy weather.I canât come now in Springâcause of this virus thing. The photo of your daffodilsBrings a satisfying show.Ours are showing promiseAs the buds out wait the snow You were … Continue reading To My Sister 4/21/2020 by Amaryllis Doyle
Alone by Annette Pisano-Higley
I love you but I can't see you right now,"Hear me", I cry,Your answer echoes my name, softly, "I am here.",Floating, wistfully, through tainted air,The droplets of plague kept at a distance, only by distance.A bottomless moat between us widens,Like a sea wall against the waves,I cry raindrops in a city cordoned like a stone … Continue reading Alone by Annette Pisano-Higley
I love you, Aunt Ellen, but I canât see you right now… by Judyann Grant
Like the jigsaw puzzle that lay in a thousand pieces on my dining room table, the corona virus turned our lives into a jumble of sharp edges, disjointed bits and oddly shaped pieces. It was the best of times. The natural world took a deep breath for the first time in centuries. People on pause … Continue reading I love you, Aunt Ellen, but I canât see you right now… by Judyann Grant
Directional by Ruth Ann Dandrea
My front door opens to the east.My back door opens to the north.Patio doors open south. Onlywindows look west. This morningâssun rises bright in the eastern sky,but dark clouds come from the westto eat it up. Another train moansa low whistle along its southerntrack, saying, âSomebodyâs goingsomewhere.â But it isnât me. I wait.Sitting in the … Continue reading Directional by Ruth Ann Dandrea
Haiku by Doug Deneen
DROPLET SHINES. DROP DRIPS.H TO THE OH MY GOD! NO!LETTERâS LOVE WORDS BLEED. BUG BUGGED BY BUM LEG.SEVEN STEPS OKAY, THEN LIMP.ONCE GRACEFUL, NOW CLUTZ. IMAGE BREAKS ON ROCKCOLORS FIZZ BELOW SURFACERIVER REFLECTS GOLD BIRD SINGS. BIRD DANCES.CHICKEN HAWK BEATS WAR DRUMâBOOM.BIRD FLEES. NOT HIS THING. PUPPY LICKS SNOW GONE.SNIFFS. SCRATCHES. NO MORE. GROUND DRY.WAG … Continue reading Haiku by Doug Deneen
Annual Poetry in the Round at Left Bank Cafe
Wednesday, April 17th 5:30pm April is National Poetry Month! Kick off the celebrating at the annual Poetry in the Round event at Left Bank Cafe on April 17. Bring a poem to share or just come to listen. Celebration of Maurice Kenny and Earth Day. Keep the celebration going April 26-May 12, and wander around … Continue reading Annual Poetry in the Round at Left Bank Cafe
