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MY PINE TREE

by Sheila Barrera

I used to hide
In my pine tree
I could feel safe and big
Sitting in my monkey fort.

Now I can't
They say I am too old
Instead I sit in the cafeteria
Eating my bananas.

WHISPERS

by Mia Jennings

Fear whispers, "Can you"?
Love whispers, "I can".
Trust whispers, "I know".

DANCE

by Sharron Tyrrell

A giant silver moon
Lights a path from shore to shore
In this magical evening light
Loons dance as lovers.

Sheila Barrera (46) has been writing poetry since she was 14. Her greatest achievement artistically is the acclaimed mural that is now a permanent collection in The Stones Museum in N.J.
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Mia Jennings is an international poetess whose works have been published in many anthologies and e-zines. She has been writing poetry since the age of 16. She says that expressing herself in words is the most precious gift she has received.
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Sharron Tyrrell (55), creator of many outstanding mini poems, lives in the adirondack mountains. She is assaulted by incredible beauty everyday of her life.
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Ken Phelan (59) is a bachelor of arts in phenomenology. He lives a life of spiritual silence. In his own words, his poems "emerge from the stillness of the night".
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Bipin Dalai (35) lives in the holy city of Puri in India and is a prolific writer. He writes basically in Oriya language. His mini-poetry is characterised by a marked sharpness.

ASHES FROM THE PALM

by Ken Phelan

when this
sprig of palm
is burned

and its ashes
tossed to the wind,
the sprig, itself
still exists
in the nothing
from which
it came.

A LETTER

by Bipin Dalai

I have written to you
so many times
to come,
I have got to tell you
so many things!

But
you never come.

After all
how can you?
since all my letters
written to you
are still with me.

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