Cold Moon Journal

autumn rain... down payment on spring gardens B.A. France

Daylight trickling into the subway— satori. Pippa Phillips

cloudless sky... memories of summer blackberry preserves B.A. France

clouds overtake stars moon runs behind darkness... a race til morning Pat Geyer

forenoon nap . . . woken by the clinks of cowbells   Taofeek Ayeyemi

deserted ranch the corral fence bounded by a sagebrush John J. Dunphy

The taste of sloe gin underneath the blackthorn boughs— a blossom-veiled moon. Pippa Phillips

eyes closed the water lily becomes a lotus Pat Davis

Poppy Seeds swearing right hands raised ... lone veteran salutes packing bags    called again       peace and war silently walkin...

experimental forms the topology of haiku Pat Davis

strumming violin . . . the garden sweeper adds to the melody   Taofeek Ayeyemi

in a pile of leaves sounds of a child's scattered laughter... i remember hope Pat Geyer

senior years a few leaves left to fall Peter Jastermsky

warm cigar ash    silent conversation B.A. France

bullet train how fast can I forget you     Christine L. Villa

Moonlit dewdrop — the last grain of rice. Pippa Phillips

used-book store its dusty true-crime section covered with fingerprints John J. Dunphy

morning despair a shoelace goes untied    Peter Jastermsky