Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Monday, November 18, 2024

By M. Benjamin Thorne

his white beard grew out

'til it covered up his name—

December headstone

M. Benjamin Thorne

By Evgeny Khvalkov

leaves of crimson hue

dance in autumn's gentle breeze

nature's farewell waltz

Evgeny Khvalkov

By Katrina Serwe

softening

the edges of cold

snow blanket

Katrina Serwe



color of the sun

pressed into earth

a maple leaf

Katrina Serwe

By Tejendra Sherchan

in front

of the hospital mortuary

a blooming paradise

Tejendra Sherchan



news

the monsoon exits

my country

Tejendra Sherchan

By Peter Devonald

in some other life

we are happy together

destiny was kind

entwined like ancient great oaks

but here we are lost in woods


Peter Devonald



we wonder with sighs

if rains will ever stop tears

if floods will forget

will old weary ways remain

or will we just build fresh hell


Peter Devonald

By Jeremy Nathan Marks

When we die do our

eyes open or close I must

know dad just because

Jeremy Nathan Marks

By Thomas Smith

waiting for snowfall

Nevermore the next day

a raven’s cry

Thomas Smith



sunrise and sunset

autumn migrations

pass me by

Thomas Smith

By Jo Balistreri

gravesite service

a goldfinch tucks baby’s breath

into the nest


Jo Balistreri



flowering maples in autumn mist the orange bells barely

Jo Balistreri

By Partha Sarkar

smiling

sleeping Pegasus

a full moon

Partha Sarkar

By Anna Goluba

Bringing voices

From the other side

Autumn fog

Anna Goluba

By Hassane Zemmouri

this longtime longing ends with a sigh

Hassane Zemmouri



reSILiENCE


Hassane Zemmouri

By Audrey Quinn

all night rain

building a bouquet

of Lego roses

Audrey Quinn



half-life

still brimming

with ambition

Audrey Quinn

By j rap

election day —

above the gorge

a tightrope walker

j rap

By Matthew Cariello

blooming where the orchid stops that gap

Matthew Cariello



Queen Ann’s Lace –

the circumference

of a bee

Matthew Cariello



watching us argue

the blue jay

and his song

Matthew Cariello

By King Edward A. Eway

cold day

I try to plant the seed

from an eaten apple

King Edward A. Eway



falling leaves

our pretend wedding vows

face their trial

King Edward A. Eway