Cold Moon Journal

muslin shawl mother's palm touches my cheeks Devoshruti Mandal

ma judges freshness by the colour vegetable cart Daipayan Nair

washing line a tiny spider snug in the spring of a clothespin Ingrid Baluchi

morning walk... alyssum lingers in her hair Nancy Brady

hedging their bets hummingbird and honeysuckle Sarah Paris

steaming biscuits fresh from wood-fired oven grandma's apron Richard Bailly

shining violets under the orange sunlight magnifying glass K.G. Munro

singing from swaying sunflower sparrow Albert Schlaht *   sudden rain waiting it out under the eaves first date ...

double rainbow ... he browses through the AA pamphlet Samo Kreutz *   literary evening that additional haiku – a marigold scent...

first day of school every crying child in the bus sounds like mine Vandana Parashar * monsoon river unapologetically being hersel...

shallow marsh the deep croak of a bullfrog Andrew Markowski *   reflecting pool a heron bathes in moonlight Andrew Markows...

mountain village after the feast we walk home in torchlight Govind Joshi * cradling a nest crescent moon Govind Joshi

patches of lichen the belief of the abbot in these scattered stones Keith Evetts * only now I know what it's worth summer su...

summer lists tacked to the fridge going nowhere Joanna Ashwell * pine bloom finding the space for solitude Joanna Ashwell

peeling an onion all these years without him Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo *   snails the softness of summer clo...

morning coffee . . . still scooping  for two Timothy Daly   * wet day my only visitors the raindrops Timothy Daly

the version we agree on tumbled stone Lorraine A Padden *   s ea floor how everything falls into silence Lorraine A Padden

your touch so long ago moonlight remembers Shasta Hatter *   coffee mugs each one holds a memory Shasta Hatter