Issue Six – Autumnal


The smell of Autumn
burnt leaves, dead flowers, chestnuts
just like cinnamon

By David Edwards

Autumn’s furtive kiss
Damp lips, hint of death on breath
Succumb to her arms
Buried in mouldering leaves
Surrendering to Year’s end

By DJ Tyrer

Night’s army of Darkness
making its annual
methodic autumnal
ultimately futile
advance upon the Light.

By David Edwards


By David Edwards

each fallen leaf
a memory of
a moment of


Autumn Music
By Aeronwy Dafies

Strange notes carry
On chill breeze of Autumn
The fairies’ lament
For lost days of Summer
A salutation to Winter


Aliens in autumn
By Mark Hudson

As the weather starts to change,
things get a little strange.
I’m hiding in my basement next to wood panels,
i’m surfing the net for alien channels.
I know the fall is the perfect time
for the space aliens to be sublime
Green heads under glass helmets appear
proving that autumn is really near
I was out raking some leaves
I saw what I didn’t believe
A giant U.F.O in the sky
I thought I was gong to die
But then a giant ladder extended
and a martian came out and befriended
He said, “Peace is our only wish,
have a slice of our alien deep dish.”
So the alien pizza was intergalactic
to fight him, I needed no tactic
We had a pizza, and he ate all the leaves,
my job was done, I was relieved!
Then he headed on back to Mars,
and said, “Next time, I’ll bring some cigars!”


Autumn’s third full moon
its Earth-bound text written in
bare branch alphabet.

By David Edwards


Aliens in Atlantis in Autumn
By Mark Hudson

Are there aliens here in Atlantis
This one looks like a praying mantis.
This one looks like it’s from Lovecraft,
this one looks torn in half.

Autumn is here underneath,
the aliens are in the coral reef.
The weather is a little bit colder,
the aliens are a little bit bolder.

A serpent from Neptune swam,
the fall leaves are starting to scram!
the lake is so cold it’s not nice,
pretty soon it ill be all ice.

The storms keep coming more and more,
the rain keeps on summoning Thor.
Atlantis is the coolest place to be,
where autumn remains a mystery.