Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Monday, April 29, 2024

By Arvinder Kaur

dabbing

on my charcoal drawing

something of you

in each contour

Arvinder Kaur



cold moon

one more silhouette

mingles into fog

Arvinder Kaur



leaves drop

each one goes down

with a dance

Arvinder Kaur

By D. V. Rozic

In the Pasture


I was in my mother's arms, the raindrops pounding on our black umbrella, just above my head. Her left arm around me, holding the umbrella as well. In her right hand she held a rope tied to the head of our cow.


on the rope

connecting us with the cow

rainbow raindrops


D. V. Rozic

By Bhawana Upadhyay

nonstop tears

in the mind of drought

dissolving memories

Bhawana Upadhyay

By Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă

a pair of doves

singing at my window —

calling for seeds

Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă

Saturday, April 27, 2024

By Mircea Moldovan

temptation

to look over the fence

spring fever

Mircea Moldovan



two crows

they share a worm

countryside life

Mircea Moldovan

By Rupa Anand

in hand-spun gold

she eclipses the sun

noon wedding

Rupa Anand



wedding rush

mother's beads

neatly laid out

Rupa Anand

By Alvin B. Cruz

used poetry book

a skeleton leaf

on a love poem

Alvin B. Cruz



writer's block

he stirs his cup

of tea

Alvin B. Cruz

By David Ngo

one road

upon another—

shoulders to stand on

David Ngo



treasure the moment

if only I could message

yesterday's self

David Ngo



life's journey seeks

to fill the blanks

David Ngo

By Govind Joshi

forest range

we wait

for elephants' crossing

Govind Joshi



cricket season

this night

a song

Govind Joshi

By Susan Lee Roberts

as the fog lifts . . .

daffodils and dandelions

jump out


Susan Lee Roberts



placid lake

one kayak

and a string of ducklings


Susan Lee Roberts

By Janet Krauss

We create memory

to defy the erasures

of time

Janet Krauss

By Mike Gallagher

beech canopy

the raindrops loud

on his hat

Mike Gallagher



the fragrance

of a moonflower trumpets

a wren's night song


Mike Gallagher



rolling downhill

the peaty breath

of the mountain

Mike Gallagher

By Adrian Bouter

    what

quiet

   magpies

Adrian Bouter



nothing's changed

in his tool shed

spider webs

Adrian Bouter

By Eugeniusz Zacharski

time of war...

a formation of geese

splits into two


Eugeniusz Zacharski

Friday, April 26, 2024

By Ram Chandran

Longing


the longing

to hug my little daughter—

waiting for next visitation day


my longing

to belong to an another world—

a sparrow's nest


a bird on my windowsill—

my longing

to fly in the vast blue sky

Ram Chandran

By Mark Hendrickson

Swallows


blind date

new bird

on the wire


two birds flit

from tree to tree;

home shopping


getting takeout

while his wife watches the kids

he gathers worms

Mark Hendrickson

Monday, April 22, 2024

By Belinda Behne

sun kisses earth goodnight

an explosion of crimson

drenches the sky


children buried in rubble

cry for food and for peace

Belinda Behne



far away

almost beyond memory

my father's voice

Belinda Behne



out of the ashes

wild violets

bloom

Belinda Behne



losing the path

deep in the forest

I find myself


deep in the forest

losing myself

I find the path


losing the path

I find myself

deep in the forest

Belinda Behne

Sunday, April 21, 2024

By Joseph P. Wechselberger

two

exchanging glances over laptops

Starbucks

Joseph P. Wechselberger



snowmelt

the slow drip and pooling

of fluid from the old car

Joseph P. Wechselberger



as if

he never existed

the baby’s unmarked grave

Joseph P. Wechselberger

By Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont

daydreaming

are there cherry trees

in heaven?

Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont



old photos

what's left of this meadow

this blade of grass

Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont

By Sébastien Revon

argument aftermath

under winter rain

the dog and I

Sébastien Revon

By Anwitha Sudeep

garden

the smallest lily

loses a petal


Anwitha Sudeep



behind the clouds

a shriveled fish in the

eagle's beak


Anwitha Sudeep

By Nancy Brady

penguin love

he presents her

with a shiny pebble

Nancy Brady



wildflower walk

along the trail they see

a walking stick

Nancy Brady

By Suraja Menon Roychowdhury

brown bunny

the alliteration

in its hop hop hop

Suraja Menon Roychowdhury



soft kiss

a morning brush

of sunlight


Suraja Menon Roychowdhury


narcissus...

how you force me

to look at you

Suraja Menon Roychowdhury

By Simon De Courcey

peat bog days

the dead creep into

conversation

Simon De Courcey

By Fhen M.

Hundred billion stars in the galaxy

peering only at the Polaris.

Fhen M.



Eyeballs catching the Kingfisher

flying from tree to tree.

Fhen M.



Stayed to see the sun disappear

to watch my love: Lupus constellation.

Fhen M.

By Srini

punctuating my sleeplessness dripping tap

Srini

By Yasir Farooq

keyhole cobweb—

i enter

the ancient cave

Yasir Farooq



rain shower

the wet fledglings

on the swaying tree

Yasir Farooq

Saturday, April 20, 2024

By Kelly Sargent

reaped harvest —

my teenager says hello

to the homeless woman

Kelly Sargent



the childhood I wish I had dandelion puff

Kelly Sargent



wild fig tree

bent seaward —

how I long

once more

to long

Kelly Sargent

By Rita Melissano

this solitude…

a cloud cloaking my days

with ease

the silence no word

wants to escape

Rita Melissano



sitting

on a slice of moon

she smiles

without feeling the sharp

edge of the dark side


Rita Melissano


writing

on the mind’s walls

all is lost

the red ink of a heart lasts

forever like a swan feather

Rita Melissano



endless sky...

where

the sun goes to sleep

Rita Melissano

By Susan Burch

city co-op garden –

not even my own

empire of dirt

Susan Burch



horrible day –

my haiku

grow fangs

Susan Burch

By Katherine E Winnick

wolf moon

a solitary daffodil

waves in the wind


Katherine E Winnick

By Kristen Lindquist

first vulture . . .

imagining the past lives

of this old pine


Kristen Lindquist



sun halo

the overlapping orbits

of vultures in flight


Kristen Lindquist



lazy creek . . .

the morning air hazy

with willow fluff


Kristen Lindquist

 

Wednesday, April 17, 2024

Today Is International Haiku Day

By Patrick Kitchen

mountain town

help wanted signs

in every window

Patrick Kitchen



summer heat

a box of my things

on her front porch

Patrick Kitchen



weeding where should I begin

Patrick Kitchen

By Wiesław Karliński

spring full moon

brightens the garden

yesterday's laundry

Wiesław Karliński



bird singing

goes silent for a moment

woodcutter's axe

Wiesław Karliński

By Chris Collins

sun rays penetrate

the empty attic

warming cobwebs

Chris Collins

By Anthony Lusardi

balancing the t.v. set

to watch jersey shore

history textbook

Anthony Lusardi

By John J. Dunphy

always the leader —

his son's name

at the top of the list

on the war memorial

John J. Dunphy

By Paula Sears

every stem

balancing its blossom

spring equinox

Paula Sears



spring morn

the green hillside

singing with sheep

Paula Sears

By Krzysztof Kokot

antidepressant – the sun shines all day

Krzysztof Kokot

By Katja Fox

the warm hum

of sleepy voices —

bedtime stories


Katja Fox


the sun behind

a dragonfly’s wings—

she prays for peace


Katja Fox

By Maya Daneva

woodpecker’s beat

through the spring drizzle

through my umbrella

Maya Daneva

By Bhawana Upadhyay

nonstop tears

in the mind of drought

dissolving memories

Bhawana Upadhyay

By Leon Tefft

air supremacy —

an aerial fandango

of fierce cardinals

Leon Tefft



tumbleweeds roving

through cities that never were

views never enjoyed

Leon Tefft

Monday, April 15, 2024

By Neena Singh

forest trail

an elk’s antlers

point the way

Neena Singh



garden swing…

a lingering day

on cloud nine


Neena Singh

By Mona Bedi

the lives we endure swirling tea leaves


Mona Bedi



how slowly the night descends lullaby moon


Mona Bedi



spring equinox

the time it takes to fall

out of love

Mona Bedi

By Joanna Ashwell

in the red

nowhere to turn

from a zero balance

Joanna Ashwell



the lost years

tightly packed away

out of sight

in case I crumble

beneath the sorrow

Joanna Ashwell



no longer fitting

into my hometown

I wander around

unpacking the edges

of loneliness

Joanna Ashwell

Friday, April 12, 2024

By Eavonka Ettinger

open door

just a slant of light

as the sun sets

Eavonka Ettinger



the length

of kneading paws

my catnap

Eavonka Ettinger



eucalyptus shedding what's forgotten

Eavonka Ettinger



the muchness

of a rose garden

your lips

Eavonka Ettinger

By Stephanie Zepherelli

crashing thunder

doors bolted tight

against ill omens

Stephanie Zepherelli



empty flower box

a mom and pop store

boarded up

Stephanie Zepherelli



lonely path

looking for memories

i never had

Stephanie Zepherelli

By J. D. Nelson

windy day & night

I’m too tired to stay up

too anxious to sleep


J. D. Nelson



she gives me three words

to remember for the test

brush, sunshine, & chair


J. D. Nelson



forgotten coffee

no time to run back inside

before the bus comes


J. D. Nelson

By Sharon Ferrante

a rough day

I sit down

with yesterday


Sharon Ferrante



calm night

I rest on a string

from his guitar

Sharon Ferrante



I watch you

cut through smoke

changing

a small room

with a saxophone


Sharon Ferrante

Thursday, April 11, 2024

By Robert Epstein

a flower does not talk

. . . and yet

this fragrance

Robert Epstein



my shrinking life

I never did own

a little black book

Robert Epstein



bee sting ––

I thought I knew you

better than that

Robert Epstein



at home

snuggling in bed

with the wrong book

Robert Epstein



old wooden bridge

how you keep me

hanging on

Robert Epstein

By Robert Witmer

spring wind

a bamboo hubbub

rubs against the sky

Robert Witmer



a small boat

asleep in the waves

the fisherman tracing stars

Robert Witmer



chiseled

from marble

the hand of a slave


Robert Witmer



behind her eyes

so many rooms

a breeze through rose curtains

Robert Witmer

Wednesday, April 10, 2024

By Nalini Shetty

broken mirror

a fractured self

stares back

Nalini Shetty



city park

every bench has

its own story

Nalini Shetty

By M. R. Pelletier

Squinting

through pinholes in shoeboxes—

kindergarten eclipse

M. R. Pelletier



Small talk—

   he answers her questions

   with one-word replies

M. R. Pelletier

By Mile Lisica

sky in the water

two moored boats

share the silence

Mile Lisica



I close my eyes

to feel a little more

the depth of the sea

Mile Lisica

By Joshua St. Claire

what is and isn’t the moon behind stratocumulus clouds

Joshua St. Claire



end of greatness

winter sun spent

among the hemlocks


Joshua St. Claire

By C.X. Turner

tiny pebble

warmed by the memories

of summer

C.X. Turner



morning sun

on a journey

of becoming

C.X. Turner