Cold Moon Journal
Tuesday, August 27, 2024
By B. L. Bruce
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paling sky the poison flower blooms B. L. Bruce equinox— Saturn’s dance with the moon B. L. Bruce
By Rosa Maria Di Salvatore
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withered roses . . . a love story ended too soon Rosa Maria Di Salvatore cruel world . . . yet many roses in bloom Rosa Maria Di S...
By Sébastien Revon
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reaching out the teenager’s gaze into the void Sébastien Revon writer’s block — somewhere the blackbird Sébastien Revon
By Patricia Carragon
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bare feet encounter Coney Island sand feeling the burn Patricia Carragon tar on sidewalk melts like chocolate in the heat Patr...
By Randy Brooks
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back home from voting the forgotten chocolate in my pocket gone soft Randy Brooks life of a poet raising a few choice w...
By James Penha
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python coiled in durian tree ready to sleep not strike image and words James Penha
Monday, August 26, 2024
By Govind Joshi
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harvest time the unbeatable law of karma Govind Joshi river transit the lighthouse keeper now doubles as innkeeper Govind J...
By Yasir Farooq
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autumn leaves in the bucket silence Yasir Farooq
By Pitt Büerken
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waiting for Aladdin to come back oil lamp Pitt Büerken
By Anthony Lusardi
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o utdoor barbecue: on the radio john lennon with the cicadas adding their beat Anthony Lusardi
By Elena Zouain
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freshness of the night – little by little the moon also moves away Elena Zouain poppy – the transparency of its dress Elena Zouain...
By Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont
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frosty morning talking to each other up close the two white bubbles where our words meet – a winter love story Marcellin Dallaire-Beaum...
By Oscar Luparia
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midsummer dream only Puck is late image and words Oscar Luparia
By Timothy Daly
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cold tea my life wasted on work Timothy Daly no less lovely than the roses . . . daisies image and words Timothy Daly
By Stephen Toft
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winter stars gritting the road to the hospice Stephen Toft cirrus cloud a wisp of sheep’s fleece on the wire fence Stephen Toft
By Joshua St. Claire
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pink oleander the scent of sunset sings me into the sound Joshua St. Claire the ocean reveals its colors dusk w...
By Tony Williams
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skimming stone… our home in the universe Tony Williams tell me your name— twisty blue and purple thing Tony Williams
By M. R. Pelletier
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Heat wave— thanking the oaks that line the street M. R. Pelletier Recess— the schoolyard sparrows hide M. R. Pelletier
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