Cold Moon Journal

hidden in the noise a humpback's song Mark Gilbert it’s winter when the last tear-shaped pear hits the ground Mark Gi...

fog rolls in the song of a saltmarsh sparrow Mark Forrester

migratory birds return to their nests after winter's chill I set off to find you once more Fatma Zohra Habis

(December) fleeting sweetness of the world baklava Ruth Holzer (November) thumb, forefinger disentangling the...

a love letter to keep forever stamps Alvin B. Cruz

o utside table... the seagull waits for crumbs Thomas Landgraf winter afternoon... the homeless woman paints a cathedral Tho...

you & I talk, don’t talk, secrets held like fire in our hands, burning to our souls, red-hot scars searing deep into our memories ...

frost prints the slow progress of a hound Joanna Ashwell

faded dried roses she was so cheerful when she was alive Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont

out the back door in the dead of night they'll roll me quickly and quietly so no one will notice Ruth Holzer fleeting sweet...

dark romance a taste of poetry on a bookworm's lips Robert Witmer evening unleavened bread dipped in wine Robert Witmer

dwarfing my wheelchair circus elephants parade through the parking lot John Masterson

hanging laundry our discussion on speakerphone Susan Yavaniski dust-to-dust his favorite reef a skeleton Susan Yavaniski ...

red traffic light— the sudden urge to remain there Sébastien Revon

first snow the shape of her breath Mona Bedi meditation class the weight of my thoughts Mona Bedi still there on his social med...

on full display bones etched by a whaler Shawn Blair

saffron moon — a moment of epiphany Katherine E Winnick

spilled wine the ways I learned not to speak C.X. Turner pumpkin soup the earthy sweetness of a stray seed C.X. Turner

winter solstice my beard lengthens more quickly than the day M. R. Pelletier

every piece chipped but loved garage sale tea set Bryan Rickert home alone my reflection in every window Bryan Rickert ov...

as the day draws on clouds thicken you're clearly up to something Tony Steven Williams patient eyes adjust to the dark sky...

the dust on your inheritance his last exhale Joanne Merriam

his voice the softness of petals Govind Joshi

Halloween my dark side for one night Françoise Maurice

as it turns out my new Disney socks are kids' size Maurice Nevile

pre-Christmas a closer look at my face in a bauble Tony Williams somewhere on a spectrum …sleet Tony Williams

in slow motion two desert tortoises cross the road Katie Montagna

junk mail the same old stuff i tell myself Stephanie Zepherelli act four dancing alone with shadows Stephanie Zepherelli ...

I wanted to pass on to the other world and then it started – the slow fall of gingko leaves Alexis Rotella   ...

broken toy – in the email the news we don't want Nicoletta Ignatti there is no solution to our problem – wild blueberries ...