Cold Moon Journal

shockumentary an unidentified corpse whispers my name Dmitry Peredonov a glass of absinthe my granny’s chest of drawers crea...

bricks — the wallflower attracts a butterfly Adrian Bouter

comfort the kidney stone out with the pain Hassane Zemmouri

inside this fried fish    a fishhook Maya Daneva church mass progresses sticking to each other candles Maya Daneva

In the summer night in the cool wind and soft moon I attained rebirth Manasa Kaliki

wake up in the sea of mistakes as a flower Kamrun Nahar shadow of death… wanders from door to door like a dark ghost Kamrun Na...

Lemon grass tea sipping Watching this crazy world Go by in a blink Sarah Mahina Calvello     Jigsaw jazz Beautiful, misplac...

Starlings descend from the sky a meteor shower of stars Janet Krauss

no reception the music of the river Stephen C. Curro daybreak the gurgle of the coffeemaker Stephen C. Curro

the loom of indigo clouds thistle silk Brad Bennett

autumn leaves ... this sorrow from letting you go Risë Daniels sudden shower… my mantra shifts rhythm Risë Daniels cher...

near the shelter where I lived grasshopper in my face J. D. Nelson logizomai I walk & walk but don’t advance J. D. Nelson fi...

a piece of red amber— I like it because she loves it Tony Williams

a child shoehorned into a dream the long walk home Robert Witmer a name in a forgotten book somewhere in the middle Robert ...

pristine pines the narrow path having no end Adrian Bouter

brothers pestering each other in the back seat now fallen angels both asleep Randy Brooks

crocus blossoms cupping the snow in her small hands Mark Forrester green heron as still as the pond Mark Forrester ...

Look! And you, look too! In the waterfall, the hawk sees its reflection. Noah Berlatsky

sprig of parsley along the back steps looking almost intentional Jerome Berglund gradually the light leaves us… our eyes adjust ...

less traveled lane Why did the kudzu cross the road? JL Huffman senior living rust and dent models inside and out JL Huffman

s udden gust— chimes tell secrets Sharon Ferrante I walk on a moss laden path deciding— just for today I need nothing more Sha...

old pond the deep depression of a toad Keith Evetts summer breeze the girl on a towel with a book waves a foot Kei...

where is Basho when I need him: day waning, images hiding Chip Dameron

too much noise for a summer rain Mircea Moldovan the reasonable story of a wanderer's stone bridges Mircea Moldovan a d...

Mother once sighed, you've spoken English for too long you might forget me ... exiled for years, I can't recall which language ...

learning mother tongue our kids chance upon a swear word Biswajit Mishra day after snow a magpie braves a fenc...

calm sea i miss this peace in my city Fati Hab

mossy river runs ancient coastal redwood dreams you alive again Karen Pierce Gonzalez windswept Karen Pierce G...