Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Sunday, November 29, 2020

By Tom Bierovic

screeching hawk

the stillness

of prayer flags


Tom Bierovic

By Billy Antonio

a pebble shaping the river


Billy Antonio

By Jackie Chou

stone labyrinth

thoughts trapped in a maze

of writing rules


Jackie Chou

Friday, November 27, 2020

By Christina Chin

winter Galaxy

harvesting dreams

along the old rusty rail


Christina Chin

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

long ago

a deserted forest

became my first lover


what other rooms

could you find within

your darkest abode


Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Neena Singh

first date

everything just right

in the dream


Neena Singh

Thursday, November 26, 2020

By Kanchan Chatterjee

autumn rain . . .

the haiku certificate

comes drenched


Kanchan Chatterjee

By Bakhtiyar Amini

autumn evening

the old man by the window

counts shadows


Bakhtiyar Amini

Monday, November 23, 2020

By Susan Bonk Plumridge

a ballad

childhood joy

sings


Susan Bonk Plumridge

By Christina Chin

red oak leaf

spins in a spider web

winter sky


Christina Chin

Sunday, November 22, 2020

By Susan Bonk Plumridge

shadows dancing

goldenrod under the weight 

of a chickadee


Susan Bonk Plumridge

By Pat Davis

along a thread

that connects us

the lark's song 

 

Pat Davis

Saturday, November 21, 2020

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

are rubies

simply fragments

of forgotten dreams


it is possible

that we once lived

as the dust between sand


Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Neena Singh

unshed tears

the space between

our meeting


Neena Singh

By Christine L. Villa

after his death missing his silence


Christine L. Villa

By Pat Davis

stillness

the rising mist

in my whispers


Pat Davis

Friday, November 20, 2020

By B.A. France

autumn rain...

down payment on

spring gardens


B.A. France

By Pippa Phillips

Daylight

trickling into the subway—

satori.

Pippa Phillips

Sunday, November 15, 2020

By B.A. France

cloudless sky...

memories of summer

blackberry preserves


B.A. France

By Pat Geyer

clouds

overtake stars

moon runs

behind darkness...

a race til morning


Pat Geyer

By Taofeek Ayeyemi

forenoon nap . . .

woken by the clinks

of cowbells

 

Taofeek Ayeyemi

By John J. Dunphy

deserted ranch

the corral fence bounded

by a sagebrush


John J. Dunphy

Saturday, November 14, 2020

By Pippa Phillips

The taste of sloe gin

underneath the blackthorn boughs—

a blossom-veiled moon.


Pippa Phillips

By Pat Davis

eyes closed

the water lily

becomes a lotus


Pat Davis

Wednesday, November 11, 2020

By B.A. France

Poppy Seeds



swearing

right hands raised ...

lone veteran salutes



packing bags

   called again

      peace and war



silently walking

arlington cemetery 

— old rose garden


B.A. France

Tuesday, November 10, 2020

Monday, November 9, 2020

By Taofeek Ayeyemi

strumming violin . . .

the garden sweeper

adds to the melody

 

Taofeek Ayeyemi

By Pat Geyer

in a pile

of leaves

sounds of a child's

scattered laughter...

i remember hope


Pat Geyer


Sunday, November 8, 2020

By Peter Jastermsky

senior years a few leaves left to fall


Peter Jastermsky

By B.A. France

warm cigar ash    silent conversation


B.A. France

By Christine L. Villa

bullet train how fast can I forget you 

 

Christine L. Villa

Thursday, November 5, 2020

By Pippa Phillips

Moonlit dewdrop —

the last grain

of rice.

Pippa Phillips

Wednesday, November 4, 2020

By John J. Dunphy

used-book store

its dusty true-crime section

covered with fingerprints


John J. Dunphy

Tuesday, November 3, 2020

By Peter Jastermsky

morning despair a shoelace goes untied 

 

Peter Jastermsky

By Neena Singh

a soft impulse

echoes from the past—

mountain breeze


Neena Singh

Sunday, November 1, 2020

By Roberta Beach Jacobson

I sense

the coin is cursed

(evil witch)

so I pick it up to pocket

being a believer in fairy tales


Roberta Beach Jacobson