Cold Moon Journal

green beer to go... emerald suds in my hand shamrocks outside Pat Geyer

shamrock thicket... a glass of green beer pouring through it Pat Geyer

his scent a moonlit maple Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

branchy bush trace of greenery in it the face mask Samo Kreutz

under construction - a crow in the tree with a branch in its beak Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă

with time tales grow taller a whopping eye roll Peter Jastermsky

playing  through my fingers  monster movie Thomas Tilton

mid-life crisis will I always be someone’s something Vandana Parashar

empty square street musician playing for its soul Zoran Doderovic

whole again among the lake and trees Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

dry goldenrod the remains of growth through the snow Susan Bonk Plumridge

apartment living her marigolds beam through my window Nisha Raviprasad

Frida Kahlo a flame rises within the night Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

black coffee swirling in a spiral galaxy stargate in a cup Strider Marcus Jones

fleeing spring my thoughts still push the garden swing Minal Sarosh

babbling brook  this too is peace    Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

I follow the sound of the temple bell heavy fog Tsanka Shishkova

honeysuckle grows around the arch of midnight into the wormhole Strider Marcus Jones