Cold Moon Journal

the earth is still in eight billion little pieces after the eclipse J. D. Nelson crows in the windy matrix the half day moon just...

dabbing on my charcoal drawing something of you in each contour Arvinder Kaur cold moon one more silhouette mingles into fog A...

In the Pasture I was in my mother's arms, the raindrops pounding on our black umbrella, just above my head. Her left arm around me,...

nonstop tears in the mind of drought dissolving memories Bhawana Upadhyay

a pair of doves singing at my window — calling for seeds Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă

temptation to look over the fence spring fever Mircea Moldovan two crows they share a worm countryside life Mircea Moldovan

i n hand-spun gold she eclipses the sun noon wedding Rupa Anand wedding rush mother's beads neatly laid out Rupa Anand

used poetry book a skeleton leaf on a love poem Alvin B. Cruz writer's block he stirs his cup of tea Alvin B. Cruz

one road upon another— shoulders to stand on David Ngo treasure the moment if only I could message yesterday's self David ...

forest range we wait for elephants' crossing Govind Joshi cricket season this night a song Govind Joshi

as the fog lifts . . . daffodils and dandelions jump out Susan Lee Roberts placid lake one kayak and a string of ducklings Susan ...

We create memory to defy the erasures of time Janet Krauss

beech canopy the raindrops loud on his hat Mike Gallagher the fragrance of a moonflower trumpets a wren's night...

    what quiet     magpies Adrian Bouter nothing's changed in his tool shed spider webs Adrian Bouter

time of war... a formation of geese splits into two Eugeniusz Zacharski

Longing the longing to hug my little daughter— waiting for next visitation day my longing to belong to an another world— a spa...

Swallows blind date new bird on the wire two birds flit from tree to tree; home shopping getting takeout while h...

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