That one leaf | Britta Benson

That one leaf…

.

Last

no longer

welcome guest,

hanging on

with the grimace

of the misunderstood.

.

That one leaf…

.

Fading memento,

half digested

by opportunistic visitors.

.

Souls cannot be contained forever.

.

There are journeys to be had.

.

Nature claws back,

collects old debts

in her own sweet time.

.

That one leaf…

.

Fly, fall, decompose.

All for a good night’s sleep.


Britta Benson is a circus skills instructing German, a writer, performer and linguist thriving in Scotland, her chosen habitat since the year 2000. She runs a creative writing group, The Procrastinators, and writes a daily blog, Britta’s Blog – Letters from Scotland (brittasblog422041504.wordpress.com) as well as her poetry blog, Odds & Ends (oddsends707138946.wordpress.com). She also stares out of her window a lot and drinks far too much tea.

The Strange Land of Gray | Annie Noser

drip

drip

drip

A rhythmic melody of water drops woke her from a light slumber on the cold ground. As a drop of water ran down her forehead, she looked around at the bleak landscape consisting of only grey tones. Not seeing a single clue to how she got there, she stood up slowly. 

Maybe this was some sort of manic dream. Or maybe she’d finally gone off the deep end after all these years. 

Whatever the reason for this strange, foreign land, it was peaceful. All she could do was listen to the melody of water drops. 

drip

drip 


Annie Noser is a 14 year old writer from Ohio, who enjoys drawing, painting, reading, and acting in their free time. 

The sliding glass door | Nolcha Fox

is a good place to watch the wind

shake red leaves free to fall 

on a rain-soaked landing,

while I, dry and warm, 

drink my coffee.


Nolcha’s poems have been published in Lothlorien Poetry Journal, Alien Buddha Zine, Medusa’s Kitchen, and others. Her three chapbooks are available on Amazon. Nominee for 2023 Best of The Net. Editor for Kiss My Poetry and for Open Arts Forum. Accidental interviewer.
Website: https://bit.ly/3bT9tYu

silent wail | Yuu Ikeda

like a raindrop

at the point of a leaf,

i am clinging to a dead life that has nothing.

.

i am just waiting

to drop on somewhere i don’t know.

i just hope to drop on somewhere i can breathe

from the bottom of my heart.


Yuu Ikeda is a Japan based poet. She loves writing, reading novels, western art, and sugary coffee.

She writes poetry on her website. https://poetryandcoffeedays.wordpress.com/

She has written four poetry books and one poetry chapbook.

Her Instagram : @yuunnnn77

The Last Leaf | Lynn White

It’s been raining again,

the clouds breaking,

fracturing,

letting it all pour out.

And as I watch

it drip

my heart is

bleeding

like the rain

from the last leaf.


Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She was shortlisted in the Theatre Cloud ‘War Poetry for Today’ competition and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize, Best of the Net and a Rhysling Award.

one leaf | A J Wilson

one leaf, the last of his kind
lightly dances the last dance
on a bare branch
looking up at the sky
until autumn rains fall
when he utters, his last goodbye.


Angela (she/her) was born and lives in rural North Wales, UK, she has been published in a number of magazines and recently her writing has featured in two anthologies, she is currently compiling her work for her first poetry collection. 

https://poetisatinta.wordpress.com

never | Yuu Ikeda

even when this world is crying,

i’m in a cocoon full of moonlit night

to protect myself.

a drop of tear never falls on me.

it is just shining emptily

like a diamond on my ring finger.

a drop of tear never falls on me.

it is just waiting for the time

to vanish from this world full of tears.


Yuu Ikeda is a Japan based poet. She loves writing, reading novels, western art, and sugary coffee.

She writes poetry on her website. https://poetryandcoffeedays.wordpress.com/

She has written four poetry books and one poetry chapbook.

Her Instagram : @yuunnnn77

Fall | Lynn White

I’m waiting for the season

which falls each year

as the lost leaves

turn golden

then brown

with decay.

Waiting

for the last

raindrop

to fall.


Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She was shortlisted in the Theatre Cloud ‘War Poetry for Today’ competition and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize, Best of the Net and a Rhysling Award.

Rosetta Stone | Britta Benson

Photograph by Britta Benson

Each mark, a window.

Rock weathers forgetfulness.

Echoes seal the deal.

When the Rosetta Stone was discovered in 1799, nobody knew how to read Egyptian hieroglyphs any more. The stone is composed of three versions of a decree, issued in Memphis, Egypt, in 196 BC: Hieroglyphs on the top, Demotic (the everyday script of literate Egyptians) in the middle and Ancient Greek at the bottom. The Ancient Greek script provided a valuable key to deciphering the hieroglyphs.


Britta Benson is a circus skills instructing German, a writer, performer and linguist thriving in Scotland, her chosen habitat since the year 2000. She runs a creative writing group, The Procrastinators, and writes a daily blog, Britta’s Blog – Letters from Scotland (brittasblog422041504.wordpress.com) as well as her poetry blog, Odds & Ends (oddsends707138946.wordpress.com). She also stares out of her window a lot and drinks far too much tea.