By Sean O’Connor

first cold snap

all the graves quilted

with autumn leaves

Sean O’Connor

By Barrie Levine

summer’s end . . .

what the tree knows

before the leaves

Barrie Levine

*

well-traveled moon

fluent

in the language of silence

Barrie Levine

By Jay Friedenberg

dog park

an old squeaky toy

buried in leaves

Jay Friedenberg

By B.L. Bruce

slow burn

of sunrise

autumn

B.L. Bruce

*

 

cricket song

at dawn

new moon

B.L. Bruce

By Lucia Cardillo

roasted chestnuts ...

the forgotten warmth

of her hands

Lucia Cardillo

By petro c.k.

in the woods

somewhere else

a tree falls quietly


petro c.k.

*

 

creaking wood floors

a reminder that

I'm not alone

petro c.k.

M. R. Pelletier

Veterans—

none volunteers

for what comes after

M. R. Pelletier