hedgerow #31

welcome to #31 of hedgerow! if you haven’t already passed by our new ‘poet / artist spotlight’, have have a peek here — (https://hedgerowpoems.wordpress.com/poet-artist-spotlight/ ). as always, a warm thank you to readers & contributors alike.


with love & kindness.







ambulance siren –
an albatross dragging the sun
out of waves


empty home –
mom’s lipstick on a teacup
so vivid


after divorce –
the dog carries your slipper
to its nook

Lavana Kray is from Iasi – Romania. She is passionate about writing and photography. Nature and the events of her life are topics of inspiration. Her work has been published in: Haiku Canada Review, Asahi Shimbun, The Mainichi, World Haiku Association, Daily Haiga, Heron’s Nest, Frogpond, Eucalypt, Acorn, Ardea, Ginyu, Presence, Traversées and others. She has been chosen for Haiku Euro Top 100-edition 2014. This is her blog: http://photohaikuforyou.blogspot.ro




last time
i saw grandpa
just before he died
when I was fourteen
he didn’t know me
but his hand in my hand
knew our kite flying days

Robyn Cairns is a Melbourne based poet who shares her poetry and photography on twitter @robbiepoet.





Tom Slagle loves wilderness, wild rivers, good coffee, literature, travel, play, and kindness. A native of Colorado, he now lives and loves in the desert southwest, USA.




hemming curtains by hand
suddenly my mother…
school summer dresses
sun breaks through the day’s cloud
now I can hang the washing out

Jo Waterworth lives in Glastonbury, UK, where she has been writing poetry for many years. She blogs at jowaterworthwriter.Wordpress.com and has had a pamphlet of short poetry published by Poetry Space of Bristol.




Bear Moon
I’m all out of honey
but please come for tea anyway


Walking Moon
in your brand new sneakers
I can hardly keep up with you


Worn-Out Moon
now is the time
to sink into a lavender bubble bath


Roller Skating Moon
who would have thought you could be
so graceful on wheels?


Purple Moon
I almost mistook you
for a field of irises


Ice Cream Moon
not everyone can handle 3 scoops
but you can


Garden Moon
thank you for reminding me —
nobody owns the flowers


Shakespearean Moon
surely it is better to be
than not to be


Laughing Moon
I love the way
your belly rises and falls


Matchmaker Moon
what a brilliant introduction —
bee, meet flower


Midnight Moon
when you can’t sleep
do you count stars?


Brave Moon
you stood up for me
I’ll do the same for you


Fashionista Moon
on you
the hot pink feather boa is divine


Mango Moon
to get enough of you


Thrifty Moon
shopping with you isn’t as much fun
as I thought it would be


Tango Moon
claiming the horizon
as your own private ballroom


No-Poem Moon
all I can do is love you
there are no words

Zee Zahava lives in Ithaca, New York (USA) and is the editor of the online haiku journal “brass bell.”




enchanted garden…
the languages of flowers,
butterflies and birds
are all that remain
when moonlight ceases

Ed Bremson speaks lovingly of the moon in his forthcoming chapbook, Like a Summer Night, https://finishinglinepress.com/product_info.php?products_id=2375





Tony Johnson lives in Moreno Valley, CA where he writes by the light of the moon, seeking his creativity from a dark past and emerging with poems about love, relationships, and childhood. On the side, he is a amateur photographer.




moon lake
paper boat

Vibeke Laier lives in Randers, Denmark. A few minutes of mindful attention helps her to engage with the world. She likes the process of capturing moments of the day in small sentences and micro poems… it is as a way to be open to the magic.




forgotten frost
the mother
I’ll never be


splashing through spring
my goddaughter
in her new pink boots


scan results
the shadow of a fly
in the spider’s web

Rachel Sutcliffe, from Yorkshire, UK, has suffered from a serious immune disorder for the past 14 years, throughout this time writing has been her therapy, it’s what keeps her from going insane!




the universe! in each snowflake

Matthew Moffett lives in Mount Pleasant, Michigan, with his wife and two kids. He thanks you for reading his poems!




the ebb and flow
of two worlds


frog pool
so many eyes
admire the moon


silent night
crossing the lake
a falling star

Simon Hanson lives in rural South Australia relishing the open spaces and distant horizons. He spent a number of years in the philosophy department of Flinders University which he thoroughly enjoyed though he did have a difficult time persuading others that Beauty is an objective feature of the universe and not just in the eye of the beholder.