bonsai garden—
the way little things
matter
—Mona Bedi
deep winter
more bone than skin
on mother’s hands
—Mona Bedi
leafless tree the children we lose to war
—Mona Bedi
a crescent
in the old dog's eyes
winter mist
—Mona Bedi
leaky tap I let out a gossip
—Mona Bedi
first
snow the shape of her breath
Mona Bedi
meditation
class the weight of my thoughts
Mona Bedi
still
there
on his social media
my friend’s obituary
Mona
Bedi
tornado
warning
the comfort
of gran’s rosary
Mona Bedi
incessant
rain i let the old dog in
Mona Bedi
distant
thunder —
how we have changed
over the years
Mona
Bedi
I
learn to live
with imperfections
windfall apples
Mona
Bedi
rocking
chair —
dad's last summer
on the porch
Mona
Bedi
woodsmoke
the
memory of you
in each corner
Mona
Bedi
riverside
meditation
the Ganges meanders
through me
Mona
Bedi
forest
bathing I slowly become a tree
Mona Bedi
blinking
cursor —
the things I leave
unsaid
Mona Bedi
the
jagged edge of loneliness frost moon
Mona Bedi
believing
it to be true aurora borealis
Mona Bedi
summer’s
end the change in my perspective
Mona Bedi
summer
breeze
the girl in a red dress
lets out a yawn
Mona
Bedi
bonsai
all my shortcomings
Mona Bedi
rose
prickles
nothing comes easy
in this life
Mona Bedi
making
up
for lost time
plum blossoms
Mona Bedi
incessant
rain letting the river be
Mona Bedi
reheated
coffee the conversation gone cold
Mona Bedi
lunar
eclipse
the frayed edges
of her memory
Mona Bedi
airport clocks —
all the places
i could be
Mona Bedi
the
lives we endure swirling tea leaves
Mona Bedi
how
slowly the night descends lullaby moon
Mona Bedi
spring
equinox
the time it takes to fall
out of love
Mona Bedi
failing
to find my identity wildflowers
Mona
Bedi
telling
it as the truth liar moon
Mona
Bedi
cricket
moon
somewhere the call
of a loon
Mona
Bedi
mountain trek
we slowly discover
hidden stars
Mona Bedi
finally accepting my flaws nude
beach
Mona Bedi
*
going
back to my home town stranger moon
Mona Bedi
placebo
effect his sugar coated demeanour
Mona Bedi
*
torrential rain
the similar greyness
of
tombstones
Mona Bedi
tsundoku—
the untold stories
on my bookshelf
Mona Bedi
*
winter loneliness
I gather the stars
for comfort
Mona
Bedi
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