Originally posted on Grahn Song: I splash my face and fumble for a towel… sleepy shadow Staring into the mirror, I revisit my present self. Whiskers have returned. Wrinkles all seem in place. Hair still disappearing, a pondering man looks back at me. I grin shyly, recognizing him as the reflection I met in yesterday’s…

Originally posted on Rooted in Love: This world I live in… in each of its corners I smell the fragrance of her skin

Originally posted on Vento del giorno: Gary Walton My poem on the new number of Femkumag. low tide – not even a message on my cellphone – Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo https://docs.wixstatic.com/ugd/f4c0ea_4aec585388884daaac2f84751c22c12b.pdf?fbclid=IwAR2pLKTccvvYgz1_A9BiIUsyYNLhxtmfVwpnv0pcgXoryx1GwPY4hpY3IsQ ?

Originally posted on dVerse: Nostalgic picnics on the weekend with the family. Mum packed the food; in a rattan hamper, lined with a satiny blue cloth, it had special compartments and loops for plates and cutlery. Dad drove the car; heading to the beach or waterfalls, a picnic was not complete without that hamper. breeze-kissed…

Originally posted on Blue Willow Haiku World (by Fay Aoyagi): 四月の朝てのひらは水を信じて　　宮崎斗士 shigatsu no asa tenohira wa mizu o shinjite             April morning             my palms believe             water                                                 Toshi Miyazaki from “Sonna Ao” (That Kind of Blue), haiku collection of Toshi Miyazaki, Rikka Shorin, Tokyo 2014

Originally posted on Martha Magenta: ? ? mastectomy I test the firmness of a honeydew ? Lothario never a rose without a prick ? FemkuMag, An e-zine of Women’s Haiku, April 2019, issue eleven https://docs.wixstatic.com/ugd/f4c0ea_4aec585388884daaac2f84751c22c12b.pdf