Cold Moon Journal

day moon changing out the flowers on your grave Kimberly Kuchar

a dandelion… long-forgotten secrets in the silence Diana Teneva

service dog guarding my inner silence Barrie Levine *   before plastic the velvet edge of sea glass Barrie Levine

dwindling twilight the silence eats a cicada Pippa Phillips   *   doomscrolling— the green of an unwitnessed t...

k itchen drawer the clanging of knives sharpens my appetite David Josephsohn *   tornado warning the winds laugh at our intrusi...

braying donkey I make an ass of myself Susan Burch *   King Arthur camped out on my couchalot Susan Burch

wayward wind learning to be indifferent Mona Bedi

snowflakes at midnight the wino warms his hands over the oil drum Bisshie

transfusion all these unknown blood brothers Mirela Brăilean

floorboards creak the house settles into old age Herbert Shippey

New Year’s covid measuring my fever for first time Maya Daneva   * Father’s Day t hinking of the kidney donor of my...

morning glory flowers die in a day but those from stems trimmed off tossed in the shade last and last. Gerald Friedman

side by side the names of the dead antique bookshop Birk Andersson

m other’s wheelchair empty for years now i still hug her there Naomi G Tangonan

scent of pine away from the hustle Tiffany Shaw-Diaz *   until i can no longer mourn this dried up river Tiffany Shaw-Diaz * ...

winter stars this wish to return home   Mona Bedi *   back home I caress a pebble from the mountain Mona Bedi

winter moon finding joy in 100 unfinished haiku Mark Scott *   winter sunrise– always the crow never the sparrow M...

moving house – different and the same I look at the moon Angiola Inglese