Cold Moon Journal

  Untitled, by Stephen Jarrell Williams

sun kisses earth goodnight an explosion of crimson drenches the sky children buried in rubble cry for food and for peace ...

two exchanging glances over laptops Starbucks Joseph P. Wechselberger snowmelt the slow drip and pooling of fluid from the old ...

daydreaming are there cherry trees in heaven? Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont old photos what's left of this meadow ...

argument aftermath under winter rain the dog and I Sébastien Revon

garden the smallest lily loses a petal Anwitha Sudeep behind the clouds a shriveled fish in the eagle's beak Anwitha Sudee...

penguin love he presents her with a shiny pebble Nancy Brady wildflower walk along the trail they see a walking stick Nancy B...

brown bunny the alliteration in its hop hop hop Suraja Menon Roychowdhury soft kiss a morning brush of sunlight Suraja Menon R...

peat bog days the dead creep into conversation Simon De Courcey

Hundred billion stars in the galaxy peering only at the Polaris. Fhen M. Eyeballs catching the Kingfisher flying from tree to ...

punctuating my sleeplessness dripping tap Srini

keyhole cobweb— i enter the ancient cave Yasir Farooq rain shower the wet fledglings on the swaying tree Yasir Farooq

reaped harvest — my teenager says hello to the homeless woman Kelly Sargent the childhood I wish I had dandelion puff Kelly S...

this solitude… a cloud cloaking my days with ease the silence no word wants to escape Rita Melissano sitting on a ...

city co-op garden – not even my own empire of dirt Susan Burch horrible day – my haiku grow fangs Susan Burch

wolf moon a solitary daffodil waves in the wind Katherine E Winnick

first vulture . . . imagining the past lives of this old pine Kristen Lindquist sun halo the overlapping orbits of vultures in flig...