Cold Moon Journal

red and gold leaves of autumn forming a trail that ends in winter Rp Verlaine

lingering goodbye orchestra plays the planets stellar traveler Richard Bailly

hide and seek a boy's grandad lost among memories Samo Kreutz

yesterday’s paper lines homeless man’s dreams with what could have been Douglas J. Lanzo

from the hospital gate two paths are beginning... only one to home Vasile Moldovan

night light slips into my milkshake vanilla moon Lakshmi Iyer

awakening the mind of a lotus . . . akitsu Veronika Zora Novak

quince garden my mom’s perfume alive again Vladislav Hristov

balmy breeze mother traces my face Agus Maulana Sunjaya

winter sea —   a fair-weather flag ragged by wind Mirela Brăilean

pandemic the lilt of a flute song lifts the blues Jackie Chou

lily pond the flickering reflections of the stars Tsanka Shishkova

Spanish moss bathed in moonlight drapes romance by the bay Douglas J. Lanzo

classical dance the divine proportion — she once talked of a blooming lotus on a stone buddha's lap Milan Rajkumar

nomadland between a cactus and a singing stone having dinner on clay plates with a stranger Mircea Moldovan

secrets lost a labyrinth of drawers Sushama Kapur

insomnia drips from the faucet Keith Evetts

fin-  gers  once  straight  and  branch-  es  new-  ly  bare   Michael Nickels-Wisdom