Brad Bennett

an easement

onto conservation land

morning mist

Brad Bennett

Steliana Cristina Voicu

Sunday Service

the way the Archangel

from the stained glass

scatters its light

on your shoulder

Steliana Cristina Voicu

one more

night without you…

just the wind

and the autumn lights

grow at my window

Steliana Cristina Voicu

Jiel Narvekar

Lush green, freshly cut

Golden rays caress the edges

Crafty, plastic turf

Jiel Narvekar

Chen-ou Liu

hometown memories

I still hold on to

snowflakes in the wind

Chen-ou Liu

happy or not

just to be as I am ...

patches of fog

Chen-ou Liu

David Ngo

a flower blooms

only when it is history

David Ngo

Douglas J. Lanzo

early sunset

the questions

we never got to ask

Douglas J. Lanzo

Govind Joshi

mountain valley

in the old house

night song of the stream
 

Govind Joshi

David Cox

crepuscular…

evening’s masterstroke

this band of Hopper red

David Cox

Alexis Rotella

again the muffled ache of bitter persimmons

Alexis Rotella

Steve Van Allen

ephemeral morning moon

like so many things

in this transient world

Steve Van Allen

Jovana Dragojlovic

a gentle touch

on the shoulder...

after all - you

Jovana Dragojlovic

Bernadette O'Reilly

first eye surgery

colour has come back

into my life

Bernadette O'Reilly

Oscar Luparia

long autumn hike . . .

feeling free

from time


Oscar Luparia

Krzysztof Kokot

autumn full moon–

over the old man's bed

cloud after cloud

Krzysztof Kokot

Srinivasa Rao Sambangi

dawn—

the street sweeper hauls

the night's fall

Srinivasa Rao Sambangi

Nancy Brady

cold evening

bare branches reach

for the ghost moon

Nancy Brady

Tsanka Shishkova

sweet slumber 

mystery of sounds

and imagination 

Tsanka Shishkova

Bipasha Majumder (De)

misty morning

marriage

of earth and sky

Bipasha Majumder (De)

Jonathan English

platinum sky

gilding the patchwork bark

of the silver sycamore
 

Jonathan English

John Hawkhead

an old shoe

sinking into the earth

its silent tongue

John Hawkhead

anniversary

she folds his shirt’s arms

around her

John Hawkhead