Cold Moon Journal

on the wings of a moth a poem   Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

winter Galaxy a drop of milk in my coffee Mirela Brăilean

origami cranes ... another winter without dad Cherry A

autumn leaves swept aside for the mourners Stephen Toft

first frost over the chrysanthemums mom's shawl Mirela Brăilean

love letter his promises paper-thin Jackie Chou

winter moon … the drunk and his dog whine together R. Suresh Babu

you are my roots holding me to grounds my flower adding colours to my life and fragrance to soul Ram Chandran

grief tearing down these walls Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

getting cold the deep bowl of a beggar Nikolay Grankin

my mother remembered for her better days the brief blooming of cactus flowers Jackie Chou

pandemic . . .  wasted olympic fireworks  beside mount fuji   Milan Rajkumar

morning heat a pine drops dew across my face Pat Davis

first light petroglyphs on the stone Nikolay Grankin

solar flare what you  couldn’t hide Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

stars glow in my grandson's eyes the blur in mine Neena Singh

cardamon cloves cinnamon black pepper  steeping my chai Susan Bonk Plumridge

seasonings reside in mama's apron - coriander soup her welcome note Bidyutprabha Gantayay