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rites of passage
Jane Blanchard

ring for sweet sixteen
her opal not my sapphire
bad luck so she says

fine valediction
applauded by all but one
still holding a grudge

wedding fiasco
inlaws already outlaws
long before divorce

Jane Blanchard lives and writes in Georgia. Her work has appeared previously in Boston Literary Magazine and recently in Concho River Review, Mezzo Cammin, and Orbis.




Puppy
Daryl Nielsen

puppy at the gate
right or left or straight ahead
where’s the most trouble?

Wings
Daryl Nielsen

this quiet dusk
accepting only the sound
of butterfly wings

ayaz daryl nielsen, husband, father, veteran, x-roughneck (as on oil rigs)/hospice nurse, editor of bear creek haiku (25+ years/120+ issues), homes of poems include Lilliput Review, Jellyfish Whispers, Eye On Life, Shamrock, and! bearcreekhaiku.blogspot.com (translates as joie de vivre)




When Leaves Fall
Krystyna Fedosejevs

Golden leaves loosen
from wind-shaken, frost-touched oaks—
woollen sweaters sought.

Harvest Ritual
Krystyna Fedosejevs

Grapes crushed to make juice.
Beets pickled—Mom’s recipe.
Pumpkins soon will grin.

First Flake
Krystyna Fedosejevs

Twirling hexagon,
first snowflake to grace my face.
Dad buys snow shovels.

Krystyna Fedosejevs writes poetry, fiction and creative nonfiction. Her recent work has been published at: Nailpolish Stories, 50-Word Stories, 100 word story, From the Depths(Haunted Waters Press), ShortbreadStories and espresso stories. Several poems and 'post cards' have appeared in journals. She won a poetry contest in 2011 (Alberta Wilderness Association) and was one of eight poetry winners in another, 2011. Her nonfiction recently appeared in flash fiction chronicles and in Wild Lands Advocate. In a past life, Krystyna worked as a librarian. She resides in Alberta, Canada.




Oak Creek
Arthur Abdiel Morales

jade running river
golden brittle maple leaves
shivering squirrel

Canyon
Arthur Abdiel Morales

the yellow aspens
unmovable red limestone
rainbow air balloon

Arthur Abdiel Morales is a graduate student at the Arizona State University through the Interdisciplinary Studies M.A. program. His focuses include oral history and poetry. He is also the President of the Interdisciplinary Student Association at ASU. Arthur is currently working under the direction of Lecturer Julie Amparano and her Lost Boys Found oral history project. He is continually archiving the amazing stories of the Sudanese people in ASU’s Digital Repository. Arthur has a passion for bringing history to life through written and oral channels. He also has an interest in slam poetry, oral traditions, and philosophy. He enjoys reading, swimming laps, grilling for his family and watering his organic garden.




Fall
Patricia Rossi

Autumn minuet
Leaves waltz in November wind
Ember glow cascade

Brushstrokes
Patricia Rossi

Autumn palette hues
Nature’s amber draped canvas
Masterpiece of leaves

Autumn Harbinger
Patricia Rossi

Clustered hydrangea
Summer spheres of brilliant blue
Gently fade to fall

Patricia Rossi is an attorney, freelance artist and writer. Her poetry has been featured in Long Island magazines and published in “Poetry Haiku. Her personal essays have been published in major New York newspapers. One of her academic papers was featured in New York Magazine. Patricia leads creative writing workshops for cancer survivors. She is also the recipient of a number of New York state funded individual artist grants. Patricia has utilized the grant monies to create and implement writing empowerment workshops for women specifically in underserved communities in New York State. Patricia lives on Long Island with her husband Ed and their adorable pup, Flanagan.




2:00 AM
Rose Kowaliw

Last song of the night
slow, sensuous, slightly drunk
one couple dancing.

Miami Honeymoon
Rose Kowaliw

Sultry, humid nights
twisted damp sheets, thrown aside
Gratification.

Apple Orchard
Rose Kowaliw

Pick your own apples
Crisp and tart/sweet and juicy
Eating as we go.

Rose Kowaliw loves the sparse beauty of a Haiku and its illusion of simplicity.







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