Cold Moon Journal

city afternoon . . . a cool breeze spiced with pumpkin latte Barrie Levine

apple cider and donut holes on the refreshment table — fall festival Nancy Brady

running out of words tired poet Stephen Jarrell Williams eating the last piece of bread in the world nuclear toast Stephen Jar...

love song ... through the soles of my old sneakers listening for the whisperings of the street Isabella Mori across the lawn ...

a irplane in flight above the clouds it's so easy to cross borders when you have papers Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont

quicksand… extending a hand from across the seas Mohua Maulik amongst the folds a cache should I unpack the emotions or tigh...

fitful sea-breeze snatches of sailors’ song waft to my ears Xiaoou Chen

a monarch kisses my brow mistaking me for a flower Belinda Behne   at the laundromat I share my change with a stranger Belinda Behne

a wisp of ecru hovers over the cradle . . . the moon at midday Monica Kakkar

last leaf of the maple cups the last star in the sky— is this love Sam Calhoun

autumn solitude — the moon at my window Elena Zouain silence of the forest — the stag's bellow reaches the stars Elena Zo...

meeting again the old pain disappears Rita R. Melissano welcoming the precious beauty of ordinary days this morning begins wit...

heaven on earth grandmother's blueberry pie-- a la mode Richard Bailly viewing all my memories... online Richard Bailly

Your AARP Membership Has Arrived Waiting On The Day I Look Back At All This And Laugh Roy N. Mason

already too far from the nightglow a tidal wishing star Joanna Ashwell what we said to the snow an igloo’s hush Joanna Ashwell...

ten sentences as the narrative rambles on . . . all I wanted was a simple yes or no Scott Wiggerman the failure of...

another possession lost and found yesterday Robert Witmer daylight fades . . . a child's smile lost in thought Robert Witm...

Morning Camp Photographing the trees that scared us first night. Chad Parenteau       Morning Foliage Chad Parenteau