By John J. Dunphy

God

god

a god

no god

John J. Dunphy

visitation

the deceased and I wear

the same color tie

John J. Dunphy

communion Sunday

our church's body of Christ

gluten-free

John J. Dunphy

By Arvinder Kaur

walk as usual

but this time the magic

of leaf shadows

Arvinder Kaur

woven into my insignificance gossamer threads

Arvinder Kau

By Tony Williams

when I was young

and a cat

and not some kind of man


Tony Williams

an owl’s

vowels

around midnight


Tony Williams

By John Pappas

winter lavender how I know you’re here

John Pappas

dropping blossoms

how little of this world

is ours
 

John Pappas

By Brad Bennett

an easement

onto conservation land

morning mist

Brad Bennett

By 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

By Jiel Narvekar

Lush green, freshly cut

Golden rays caress the edges

Crafty, plastic turf

Jiel Narvekar

By 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

By David Ngo

a flower blooms

only when it is history

David Ngo

By Douglas J. Lanzo

early sunset

the questions

we never got to ask

Douglas J. Lanzo

By Govind Joshi

mountain valley

in the old house

night song of the stream
 

Govind Joshi

By David Cox

crepuscular…

evening’s masterstroke

this band of Hopper red

David Cox

By Alexis Rotella

again the muffled ache of bitter persimmons

Alexis Rotella

By Steve Van Allen

ephemeral morning moon

like so many things

in this transient world

Steve Van Allen

By Jovana Dragojlovic

a gentle touch

on the shoulder...

after all - you

Jovana Dragojlovic

By Bernadette O'Reilly

first eye surgery

colour has come back

into my life

Bernadette O'Reilly

By Oscar Luparia

long autumn hike . . .

feeling free

from time


Oscar Luparia

By Krzysztof Kokot

autumn full moon–

over the old man's bed

cloud after cloud

Krzysztof Kokot

By Srinivasa Rao Sambangi

dawn—

the street sweeper hauls

the night's fall

Srinivasa Rao Sambangi

By Nancy Brady

cold evening

bare branches reach

for the ghost moon

Nancy Brady

By Tsanka Shishkova

sweet slumber 

mystery of sounds

and imagination 

Tsanka Shishkova

By Bipasha Majumder (De)

misty morning

marriage

of earth and sky

Bipasha Majumder (De)

By Jonathan English

platinum sky

gilding the patchwork bark

of the silver sycamore
 

Jonathan English

By 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

By Stephen Jarrell Williams

jumping off the pier

not sure how far down

or if I'll drown

Stephen Jarrell Williams

breathing in

deep thoughts from years ago

recurring dreams

Stephen Jarrell Williams

By Sébastien Revon

in this country

that will never be mine —

autumn rain

Sébastien Revon

By Sharon Martina

singing the desert sunrise yellow warbler

Sharon Martina

 

sharing our deepest secrets autumn leaves

Sharon Martina

heavy snowfall

her tendency

to overshare

Sharon Martina

sled hill

the sound of kids

careening into winter

Sharon Martina

By M. Benjamin Thorne

his white beard grew out

'til it covered up his name—

December headstone

M. Benjamin Thorne

By Evgeny Khvalkov

leaves of crimson hue

dance in autumn's gentle breeze

nature's farewell waltz

Evgeny Khvalkov

By Katrina Serwe

softening

the edges of cold

snow blanket

Katrina Serwe

color of the sun

pressed into earth

a maple leaf

Katrina Serwe

By Tejendra Sherchan

in front

of the hospital mortuary

a blooming paradise

Tejendra Sherchan

news

the monsoon exits

my country

Tejendra Sherchan

By Peter Devonald

in some other life

we are happy together

destiny was kind

entwined like ancient great oaks

but here we are lost in woods

Peter Devonald

we wonder with sighs

if rains will ever stop tears

if floods will forget

will old weary ways remain

or will we just build fresh hell

Peter Devonald

By Jeremy Nathan Marks

When we die do our

eyes open or close I must

know dad just because

Jeremy Nathan Marks

By Thomas Smith

waiting for snowfall

Nevermore the next day

a raven’s cry

Thomas Smith

sunrise and sunset

autumn migrations

pass me by

Thomas Smith

By Jo Balistreri

gravesite service

a goldfinch tucks baby’s breath

into the nest

Jo Balistreri

flowering maples in autumn mist the orange bells barely

Jo Balistreri

By Partha Sarkar

smiling

sleeping Pegasus

a full moon

Partha Sarkar

By Anna Goluba

Bringing voices

From the other side

Autumn fog

Anna Goluba