Apple Orchard

By Joseph S. Pete As the air turned crisp, the desiccated leaves blazed with color, as they all flocked like Canadian geese to the orchard, the couple hoped to stroll down pristine rows of verdant trees all saddled with sagging boughs heavy with fresh fruit. They had envisioned bucolic grids of Instagrammable trees where they …

September and Autumn

By Ellie Rose McKee September September is silence. Spiders creeping under doors in search of central heating. The start of school and people rushing about, meeting other new students. New schedules. Shifting off the old season. But underneath: quiet. A girl alone in her dorm room, miles from home. Her phone not ringing. Dark night …

Art by Veronika Gavriuchenkova

 

Autumn

By Kimber Annie It peaked around the corner at me this morning then like a friendly ghost it hid. The friendly part is my favorite. The haunting part, not so much. I did feel it. It was there. I know it’s coming back and it’s coming back to stay, at least for a few months …

Photography by Christopher Woods

Christopher Woods is a writer, teacher and photographer who lives in Chappell Hill, Texas. He has published a novel, THE DREAM PATCH, a prose collection, UNDER A RIVERBED SKY, and a book of stage monologues for actors, HEART SPEAK. His photographs can be seen in his gallery -http://christopherwoods.zenfolio.com/ . His photography prompt book for writers, FROM VISION TO …

Poem by Ian Copestick

By Ian Copestick   God, at this time of year, these Sub-zero nights can really Get you down. I wonder what It must be like to live somewhere Like L.A. where it's Sunny all year round and They've never seen snow. Except in the excruciating Xmas movies that they churn Out each year. Right now, …

Poems by Ian Copestick

Up At The Stars I look up at the stars and think Of just how far away they are How many light years away they must be Some of them could be dead Turned supernova and burnt Themselves out. But I wouldn't Know. It takes so long for the Light to travel to Earth that …

Songs for Four Seasons

By Joan McNerney Spring Equinox  This is when we search for color to transform cold grey. Rainfall begins its magic high lighting sky blue. We see stacks of luminous clouds as plants pop out emerald buds and forsythia busts open with sparkling yellow stalks. Trees dressed up in chic green boogie through noon breezes. Aromatic …

“Sweet Autumn”

By Laura Potts   And years later, you at the bus stop. Yesterday's leaves in your hair. The seat where we laughed. Our words in the air. Sweetheart. The years threaded up our names scratched on the glass. Rain argued away the grass-stained fingerprints, the love turned over on clumsy tongues, the moonbows, the flimsy …

Poems by Ken Allan Dronsfield

By  Ken Allan Dronsfield    A Seasonal Minuet Summertime, however hard it tries, will always be warm and inviting. A walk along the beach and dunes as summer sings like cool lemonade. Now unreasonable is just the thing, gets me to wonder if summer is crazy. Autumn arrives and leaves are falling, I cannot help but …