By Christa Pandey

naked trees

windblown nests

await repairs

Christa Pandey

By Carmela Marino

solar eclipse

a bouquet of sunflowers

covers autumn

Carmela Marino

*

starry sky

stumbling in the shadow

my shadow

Carmela Marino

By Cecil Morris

Black Marks


crows patrol my yard:

punctuation marks escaped

from someone’s sentence.

Cecil Morris

By Charlie Lawler

falling leaves

history returns

to the ground

Charlie Lawler

By Gavin Austin

late autumn

a scent of moonlight

in the pines

Gavin Austin

*

childhood river

the silence

of hidden stones

Gavin Austin

By Govind Joshi

street lamp

on the other side

the gibbous moon

Govind Joshi

*

sloping road

a man helps his bullock

in moving the cart

Govind Joshi

By Nancy Brady

autumn afternoon

migrant workers give apples

to a mare

Nancy Brady

*

the rustling of leaves

under a rake's tangs

—autumn wind

Nancy Brady

By Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

ring of pebbles

the grey path

of my thoughts

Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

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roses in the dust

the dead eyes

of refugee children

Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

By Ravi Kiran

temple gates close

the bell dissolves

into the silence

Ravi Kiran

By Simon De Courcey

fresh root rot —

waterlogged

text messages

Simon De Courcey

By Richa Sharma

a fruit falling from your hands :: i float over the waters of womanhood
 

Richa Sharma

By Radhika De Silva

lost mobile

eyes rest

on the moon

Radhika De Silva

By Daya Bhat

wind dispersal

warring time zones

on my widget

Daya Bhat

By Mona Bedi

black ice —

the homeless man and I

talk about karma

Mona Bedi

By Pitt Büerken

turn of an era

the mouse munches

the cat

Pitt Büerken

By Chen-ou Liu

Ramadan moon

wave upon wave of prayers

in a tent city

Chen-ou Liu

By Ingrid Baluchi

eco courtyard

artificial grass around

their plastic palms

Ingrid Baluchi

By Vivien Eliades

doctor’s waiting room

patients glued to their phones

a modern sickness

Vivien Eliades

By Chris Collins

my first woolly bear

uncurled and walked on my hand

whispers of winter
 

Chris Collins

By Jayson Dela Fuente

fading moonlight of endless night shivers

Jayson Dela Fuente