aged and worn

still my Lingbi stone

sings a desert song

Joanna Ashwell, UK

golden seams

in my palm

calling me home

Joanna Ashwell, UK

positive energy fills

the silence

my home

Hema Ravi, India

synergy between man 

and nature—

his very abode

Hema Ravi, India

self-fulfilling prophecy 

from this stone—

fosters growth

Hema Ravi, India

a blob fish 

may have swum here eons ago 

the Yuha desert

David McMurry, Japan

intense heat 

a rattle snake curls up 

adobe hut shade

David McMurry, Japan 

motorbike riders 

shut the hut, 

and
kick-start autumn 

po-potato-potato 

po-potato-potato

David McMurry, Japan

writer's block…

in the house of stone 

the rest of what is 

Ernesto P. Santiago, The Philippines 

first house 

what caught my eye 

the light of stone 

Ernesto P. Santiago, The Philippines 

I live like summer  

near where others dwell 

a hut-shaped stone 

Ernesto P. Santiago, The Philippines

when in love and loved

the old shack seems paradise…

granny's wisdom     
          

Natalia  Kuznetsova, Russia 

sweltering dog days—

ancestors’ modest home

offers shelter          
          

Natalia  Kuznetsova, Russia 

after a landslide 

the mud-splattered hut 

still home 

Tracy Davidson, UK

the face she sculpted for me 

left too long 

in the kiln

Tracy Davidson, UK 

bamboo hut…

playing peekaboo 

harvest moon 

Monica Kokkar, India and USA

Indian summer…

haloed in the hairpin

hermitage

Monica Kakkar, India and USA

early monsoon…

gushing in the Ganges

thatched roofs

Monica Kakkar, India & USA

my homes

in the milky way and earth

now you

Tejendra Sherchan, Nepal

fortunate to live

in all kinds of homes

will I own a hut?

Tejendra Sherchan, Nepal

weathered shelter

in the Yuha silence—

this stone

knows the weight of waiting

better than I do

Neena Singh, India

desert wind—

a home shaped

by what remains

Neena Singh, India

two hands

clasped in stillness—

I whisper

all that was unsaid

into their quiet fold

Neena Singh, India

sound of silence

the cover page holds

its story

Pravat Kumar Padhy, India

overlapped shadows  I walk with the mountains

Pravat Kumar Padhy, India