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Laurels exploding Little hoop skirts now unfurl Dancing in the sun Weeding is peaceful Minds wander many landscapes Savor the journey...

A green stake holds up the budding white peony as promise unfolds. On the banks of creeks Jack-in-the-pulpits convene to hear the frogs...

Hello dahlia you bland boring tuber root of wondrous promise Do not blink an eye or those zucchini babes will become zuke bats Sunflower...

Peaceful  mourning doves sleeping in the sun, wings spread. Together always.

Announcing BML’s June Challenge!  “Haiku in My Garden” We will accept submissions until June 30th emailed to Robbie The Haiku team will...

Sing me a story! - The songs of distant earth the language of flowers beach music hugging the shore; the inextinguishable symphony.

Read by Sir Michael Caine: Listen here If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can...

Read by the Author: Listen here. GO PLACIDLY amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as...

"This is the time to be slow, Lie low to the wall Until the bitter weather passes. Try, as best you can, not to let The wire brush of...

Haitian quake orphans were reunited with their parents after American Missionaries were arrested for taking 33 children on a bus headed...

One of the most popular pandemic poems to date was authored by Kitty O'Meara, a retired teacher in Lake Mills. And the people stayed...

The Affable Curmudgeon Falling off the Map Self-Portrait PLAY IT LOUD Raise Up Off Me I've Seen The Future and I'm Not Going This Is It A...

Read by the author. I am not the girl in the picture. I am not the smell of hyacinths. I might be the boy. I am off the record. I am not...

Tell the bees. They require news of the house; they must know, lest they sicken from the gap between their ignorance and our grief. ...

When I am among the trees, especially the willows and the honey locust, equally the beech, the oaks and the pines, they give off such...

Now we will count to twelve and we will all keep still. For once on the face of the earth, let's not speak in any language; let's stop...