By: Jim Bates Orange sugar maplesBlazing against cold grey skiesLifts a mood to joy. Late fall woodland walkSoft and leafy decaySense of inner peace. Outside in the snowSoft flakes landing on my faceFeeling young at heart. Fresh snow transformingBrown ground…
By: Brian Michael Barbeito You Are the Sun there was the super flower blood moon and the nocturnal rains like bad dreams. but you are the sun. there was the world, oh my god and word, how miserable and low,…
By: William T. Hathaway Bracing against gusts of wind, I splash through puddles and crush red-orange-yellow leaves that splotch the sidewalk to the radiologist’s office. There I drink the barium cocktail and slide into the CAT scan ring; the machine…
By: Sunil Sharma On a rough day, When the strong winds Erupt suddenly— Like some angry arguments Festering behind smiles, In the curtained homes; Distant memories, Dormant, Now— Resurfacing again, In ferocious rooms, Over the steaming herbal tea Served in…
By: Ketaki She sat down and flicked her hair. There was no need to talk she had said. Everything is spontaneous. No words from the either of us, but the silence not awkward. Thoughts that were obvious conveyed through the…