Cold Moon Journal

                            fast fashion the roses have had their day image and words Debbie Strange

blue moon... Elvis dolls swivel at Graceland Pris Campbell

graveyard — a part of the circle not colored Srinivasa Rao Sambangi granite boulder removing all outside the Buddha Srinivasa ...

yellow prayer shawl my friend’s fingers grace each stitch Suzanne Leaf-Brock

     a blade of grass       swaying in the wind       the delicacy of dance Lakshman Bulusu

black tea sharing the evening with home bound crows Jharna Sanyal

abandoned factory... brightened by graffiti and dandelions dancing between potholes Wanda Amos   under the dark moon night stalk...

Blooming camellias Red and velvet lit By afternoon sun Sarah Mahina Calvello

a vase of gifted sunflowers borrowed light Suraja Menon Roychowdhury always singing the wrong note right music lesson Suraja M...

for days in a row origami everywhere . . . it’s raining bullfrogs Monica Kakkar

years since my last confession pouring rain Sharon Martina afternoon snooze the gentle sway of a hammock Sharon Martina

in the porch swing just holding each other lovers in the dark Stephen Jarrell Williams

   acorn               falling                 the               sound                  of                 new                 life...

house sparrows chirping from beam to beam of the morning sun Suraj Nanu

Behind the Curtain phone call the stranger says a familiar name out for fresh air on the wet asphalt a dying worm   feel-good-tea...

Balcony chimes & a wind among the trees— my mind ringing M. R. Pelletier

heat wave even the terns don’t want to come out of the water Ron Scully

ocean blue sky blue ocean Saumya Bansal first flight just winging it Saumya Bansal