Cold Moon Journal

frozen waterfall the words I scream inside my head Kimberly Kuchar

before she enters the scent of lavender Neena Singh early winter a small gloved hand in mine Neena Singh  

betraying all my coming and goings unoiled hinges   Vandana Parashar election flyer cleaning dog poop from my shoe Vandana Paras...

swallows and leaves the shape of the year Mark Gilbert     between the scarf and the parka a sliver of sunlight Mark Gilbert   d...

away    all    little    yellow    leaf    life    boats  Michael Nickels-Wisdom every day every thing balanced upon ...

cackling geese — will we ever listen to climate scientists? Marjolein Rotsteeg   foggy night the muffled screech of a bar...

day moon the fear of being known inside out Alvin B. Cruz on a train looking out the window I wonder how much of life has pas...

Some days are pieces of paper that crumple up and blow away Janet Krauss

crushed almonds – all my childhood in pieces Nicoletta Ignatti

fountain spray reaches the clouds one more dream fulfilled Lakshman Bulusu

Orange sun outside the nursing home paramedic sirens Tuyet Van Do

the long drive home ... just Patsy Cline and me Joseph P. Wechselberger crescent moon a field of purple cauliflower waiting for...

autumn park bench my lonely sigh disappears into wind Meera Rehm

dark skies leaves drop to the bench where I read M. R. Pelletier

still wishing— the shiny things in a dried up well Sharon Ferrante

A crow Covers the moon For a moment Sarah Mahina Calvello

earth shoes when we were one Stephanie Zepherelli the last rung on the ladder floodwaters Stephanie Zpherelli embroidered b...

the children bury their dolls autumn leaves Sarah Paris election night even the Halloween ghosts look scared Sarah Paris

night by night how I age crescent moon Biswajit Mishra my enigma when I have nothing to do I have no time for anything Bi...

living in the moment a cloud becomes rain Vandana Parashar wind through a crack the flowers arrange themselves Vandana Parasha...

ferry crossing the river water churns underneath us I hold tight to the rail and your unspoken words Nalini Shetty saffron robe...

tornado warning the comfort of gran’s rosary Mona Bedi incessant rain i let the old dog in Mona Bedi distant thunder — how we...

wandering through her room to hold near once-treasured gifts she left behind C. Jean Downer a childhood in the peripheral ...

mountain temple far from home searching for peace Manasa Reddy Chichili

ocean breeze... together we walk the life-long jetty Susan Lee Roberts onion— layers of unexpressed sweetness Susan Lee Robert...

football field— a sparrow holds the goal post Neena Singh insomnia stray dogs bark all night Neena Singh margosa shade...

red chrysanthemum — the color of a memory Elena Zouain silence of the forest — the deer’s bellow reaches the moon Elena Zouain ...

forced perspective finding pockets in the shallows Jerome Berglund thumb, forefinger disentangling the leaves Jerome Berglund ...

the number of planes buzzing overhead now outnumbers the clouds, the birds even the stars Jennifer Gurney   days shortening littl...

lost glove he warms her hand in both of his Barrie Levine phantom ring on her left hand stages of grief Barrie Levine