By Vandana Parashar

betraying

all my coming and goings

unoiled hinges
 

Vandana Parashar

election flyer

cleaning dog poop

from my shoe

Vandana Parashar

By Mark Gilbert

swallows and leaves the shape of the year

Mark Gilbert

 

 

between the scarf

and the parka

a sliver of sunlight

Mark Gilbert

 

drawing circles

around rectangles

an owl’s geometry

Mark Gilbert

By Michael Nickels-Wisdom

away 

 

all 

 

little 

 

yellow 

 

leaf 

 

life 

 

boats 

Michael Nickels-Wisdom

every

day

every

thing

balanced

upon the

foundations

of the

earth

Michael Nickels-Wisdom

By Marjolein Rotsteeg

cackling geese —

will we ever listen

to climate scientists?

Marjolein Rotsteeg

 

foggy night

the muffled screech

of a barn owl

Marjolein Rotsteeg

 

whispering leaves

uncovering

your secret

Marjolein Rotsteeg

By Alvin B. Cruz

day moon

the fear of being known

inside out

Alvin B. Cruz

on a train looking out

the window

I wonder

how much of life

has passed me by

Alvin B, Cruz

By Janet Krauss

Some days

are pieces

of paper

that crumple up

and blow away

Janet Krauss

By Nicoletta Ignatti

crushed almonds –

all my childhood

in pieces

Nicoletta Ignatti

By Lakshman Bulusu

fountain spray

reaches the clouds

one more dream fulfilled

Lakshman Bulusu

By Tuyet Van Do

Orange sun

outside the nursing home

paramedic sirens

Tuyet Van Do

By Joseph P. Wechselberger

the long drive home ...

just Patsy Cline

and me


Joseph P. Wechselberger

crescent moon

a field of purple cauliflower

waiting for harvest

Joseph P. Wechselberger

By Meera Rehm

autumn park bench

my lonely sigh disappears

into wind

Meera Rehm

By M. R. Pelletier

dark skies

leaves drop to the bench

where I read

M. R. Pelletier

By Sharon Ferrante

still wishing—

the shiny things

in a dried up well

Sharon Ferrante

By Sarah Mahina Calvello

A crow

Covers the moon

For a moment

Sarah Mahina Calvello

By Stephanie Zepherelli

earth shoes when we were one

Stephanie Zepherelli

the last rung on the ladder floodwaters

Stephanie Zpherelli

embroidered birds

on her pillow

flying away

Stephanie Zepherelli

By Sarah Paris

the children

bury their dolls

autumn leaves

Sarah Paris

election night

even the Halloween ghosts

look scared

Sarah Paris

By Biswajit Mishra

night by night

how I age

crescent moon

Biswajit Mishra

my enigma

when I have nothing

to do

I have no time

for anything

Biswajit Mishra

By Vandana Parashar

living in the moment

a cloud becomes

rain

Vandana Parashar

wind through a crack

the flowers

arrange themselves

Vandana Parashar

night bus

every head rolled

to side

Vandana Parashar

the world without a word winter woods

Vandana Parashar

By Nalini Shetty

ferry crossing

the river water churns

underneath us

I hold tight to the rail

and your unspoken words

Nalini Shetty

saffron robes

flutter in the breeze

Ganges twilight

 behind you a silhouette

 I can’t reach

Nalini Shetty

By 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

By C. Jean Downer

wandering

through her room

to hold near

once-treasured gifts

she left behind

C. Jean Downer

a childhood

in the peripheral

I convince myself

I will always

have enough

C. Jean Downer

By Manasa Reddy Chichili

mountain temple

far from home

searching for peace

Manasa Reddy Chichili

By Susan Lee Roberts

ocean breeze...

together we walk

the life-long jetty

Susan Lee Roberts

onion—

layers of

unexpressed sweetness

Susan Lee Roberts

By Neena Singh

football field—

a sparrow holds

the goal post

Neena Singh

insomnia

stray dogs bark

all night

Neena Singh

margosa shade

the corn seller

fans her coal

Neena Singh

By Elena Zouain

red chrysanthemum —

the color of a memory

Elena Zouain

silence of the forest —

the deer’s bellow

reaches the moon

Elena Zouain

By Jerome Berglund

forced perspective

finding pockets

in the shallows

Jerome Berglund

thumb, forefinger

disentangling

the leaves

Jerome Berglund

beneath

the clouded surface

glimpses of movement

Jerome Berglund

By Jennifer Gurney

the number of

planes buzzing overhead

now outnumbers

the clouds, the birds

even the stars

Jennifer Gurney

 

days shortening

little by little

leaning into fall


Jennifer Gurney

By Barrie Levine

lost glove

he warms her hand

in both of his

Barrie Levine

phantom ring

on her left hand

stages of grief

Barrie Levine