Cold Moon Journal

mudflats the walking stick deep and still   Peter Jastermsky

the sheen of glass gem corn . . . heirloom pearls Debbie Strange

sticky notes the only thing holding us together   Peter Jastermsky

lockdown... but you never said i couldn’t travel the world within my mind Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

 

bird returns as dusk gently falls twinkle stars  in reeling silence  deepen her loneliness Pravat Kumar Padhy

empty paint tubes the thickened layers of regret Debbie Strange

prairie dawn caws punctuating the pale skyline Silk~

falling into seasonal depression Lori A Minor

s ometimes the only thing i know to be true is that the sun has risen somewhere brightly in our sky Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

eating dinner  crosslegged by the screen door  listening to crickets   Susan Bonk Plumridge

early autumn all night long the crickets Bill Waters

ancient oak the hollow space inside me Debbie Strange

unseen star hearing the whisper between shouts   Kat Lehmann

thoughts growing into words  Susan Bonk Plumridge

  oil spill discoloring our deep sea of dreams Silk~

this piece of amethyst i hold in my hand what secrets have you kept during your long life Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

charcoal sky the fading scent of rain that never came Silk~