And then there was Solace by Shobana Gomes

And then there was solace, Here where the sun’s light trail, Between trees, On the fallen leaves, Caressing my uplifted face, Seeking silence, Of the quieted woods. I have watched its touch, heal the wounds, of tree barks, of the surviving leaves, that lay un-crumbled  upon the ground, where I sit, unperturbed by the, undisturbed….

Cosmic Radiance by Jeff Flesch

I walk along the forest floor, watching as the mysteries pour forth blooming evergreen weeds, struggling up through the ground looking to see if anyone’s around they always wink at me relating a resilience and a broad-spectrum playfulness hidden inside the stars heavens, a mirror takes two seconds more to notice in the dew lingering…

Pretty Jessica by Ayieko Sami

So we’ve heeded the advice, And stopped to smell the roses Pretty Jessica in the playground swinging, jumping In dresses so colorful, our hearts smile Them in pink flora dresses riding bicycles- Chasing those in white Our pretty Jessica just wants us to show up, And be there when they step onto the next step…

We are Gardeners by Britta Benson

This is the story of the loam, where everything is grown or not, here’s our lot, a bucket full of oddshaped miscellanea that would never make it to a shop, let alone the fancy farmers’ market. This is our produce, the pride of our place: Sickly green tomatoes with varicose veins, blotchy potatoes, warts and…

Summer Moment by Joni Caggiano

can you sense me noiseless in midair between long grey hovering moss for only cypress moments live there time slides off my round hips into light hummingbirds toss nectar impishly rainbows play hide and seek out of sight hay plays a tune, crickets spin a yarn sweet whiffs of hay encircling me God’s vista smiles…

Life and Nature Beseeches by Joni Caggiano

tearfully shedding buttery orange leaves all year silently for each life shed in brutality and fear earth rejoices when drops descend from the sky mixing with pores of earth’s green and dirt dry love kisses thistle and uncurls branches to clap while lovers snuggle close, slowing hearts to nap petrichor releases a gift to enhance…

Sycamore by Joni Caggiano

skin barren exposing my dense white trunk as I sigh color falls from me as the cold earth is biting absent my ample blanket to shelter birds passing by roots tickling, as moles clawing earth, burrowing fast eyeing a fat grub, eating, and hastily moving on juicy earthworm, now dessert, as he tunnels past leaves…

A Question of Geometry by Charles Lyman

Then the dragonfly flew, squaring the corner, came up the ramp toward the door of the portable classroom — a low, hovering student enrolled. She pivoted suddenly, shunning my handshake and greeting; sharp corner before flying back over the sidewalk.  She measured the smooth cement squares length by width, squaring her corners to match the…

May this Song be Sung by Jeff Flesch

tears are like open wounds that never lie, on that we can rely and, try as we might we are never truly sure, only ever, may we relish in the fervor of yesterday’s delight, pushing us further… and, as time expands our heart-center’s beingness, we live in this moment, transcending the calling card of tomorrow’s…

Lasso the Sun by Sarah Whiley

Lasso the sun?If only I could.I’d make you stay,If only you would. You captured my heart,But not mine you.A one way river.A dried up slew. I wanted to trap you,Encase you in stone.Secret you away,As mine alone. But you shine brightly,As only I dare.My eyes avert yours,An imperfect pair. I’m left in a wastelandOf my…

Earth by Diana Menezes

What if the mountains did more than just expand their chest?What if the rivers carried secrets andnot just tears of withering hearts?Does a moon lend its lightonly in darkness anddo leaves fall to show us how to let go?Do stars speak through their glimmer,is that why we gasp as they   tumble out of the sky?Is…

The Enchanted Forest by Saania Saxena

Not far from sight Lies a forest I’ve never seen The trees and the bushes Glimmeringly green I take tiny steps As I walk into the mist To a world of enchantment I never knew would exist The day has begun With the sun wide awake The endearing tweeting of birds The dawn chorus they…

I Breathe in the Ocean by Jeff Flesch

is it so difficult to grasp the meaning of a life lived upon the grasslands, meadows, deserts, forests, and seas, which, we see within our mirrored view in contrast? reflecting upon this question at last… I ponder the feeling stirred upon an ocean of everlasting love, and grace seen within the beauty of human capacity…