Cold Moon Journal

last leaf of the maple cups the last star in the sky— is this love Sam Calhoun

autumn solitude — the moon at my window Elena Zouain silence of the forest — the stag's bellow reaches the stars Elena Zo...

meeting again the old pain disappears Rita R. Melissano welcoming the precious beauty of ordinary days this morning begins wit...

heaven on earth grandmother's blueberry pie-- a la mode Richard Bailly viewing all my memories... online Richard Bailly

Your AARP Membership Has Arrived Waiting On The Day I Look Back At All This And Laugh Roy N. Mason

already too far from the nightglow a tidal wishing star Joanna Ashwell what we said to the snow an igloo’s hush Joanna Ashwell...

ten sentences as the narrative rambles on . . . all I wanted was a simple yes or no Scott Wiggerman the failure of...

another possession lost and found yesterday Robert Witmer daylight fades . . . a child's smile lost in thought Robert Witm...

Morning Camp Photographing the trees that scared us first night. Chad Parenteau       Morning Foliage Chad Parenteau

"Shut the gate” reads the sign on the open gate Katie Montagna

a national daily’s thought for today column— blank! Tejendra Sherchan

As I place the hearing aid in my ear, a bell rings within, an invitation to enter a sanctum of sound where voices inspire, cajole and c...

Feeling renewed In a knitted sweater Vanilla coffee Sarah Mahina Calvello

unsaved number telling her I met someone Timothy Daly