top of page

Anemone

Claudia Wysocky

His hands smell of anemone and mushrooms
on a spring morning...

tide washed you in today

Stacy Ooi

the tide washed you in today
and I picked you up from still wet sand...

Off the Wharf

Royal W Rhodes

There is no visible horizon,
only sky and hinted at sea...

Castaway

John Muro

Arrived here without compass,
having tumbled, pilotless, along...

Coastlines

Claire Kroening

Coastlines lie in wake
from memories we've made...

Untitled Tanka

Debbie Strange

ocean waves
advance then retreat...

Drawing the Surface of the Saltwater Pond As Dusk Comes And Goes, Today or Tomorrow

Alexandra C. Risley Schroeder

I use pastels. Blues, smeared
with grey, white, some amethyst...

Fishing

Tempest Miller

Weary and on a fishermen’s boat, cap pulled down over eyes. Do you remember when we...

Caught by the tide

Helen Scadding

Under the bridge are the Welsh Grounds,
shadows below the surface...

Columbia Basin

Dusti RW Levy

To and from a river: a stone,
agate; a starving winter sky...

Untitled Tanka

Debbie Strange

I dreamt
the oracle of oceans...

Untitled Tanka

Debbie Strange

this is the song
of our humpback hearts...

bottom of page