Cold Moon Journal

new year's day... paying bills I void the first check Nancy Brady

sprig of heather under the pillow I wake up in the new year Luciana Moretto

after the sound of a woodpecker I inhale the silence Fatma Zohra Habis

Balanced into the wind the bird embraces rain Anthony Ward

New Year’s Eve at the stroke of midnight every star, a new dream Lakshman Bulusu

winter commute missing the sun both ways AJ Johnson

in the dreaming of trees winter songs of the afterlife Anne Fox stray cat… another unanswered question wanders away Anne Fox ...

with each wave the hush of pebbles . . . father’s ashes Nicholas Klacsanzky

pear petals on the pavement she asks if everyone dies Valorie Broadhurst Woerdehoff

New Year's concert— the pianist leans into her tune Nicoletta Ignatti snow wind— how fast the cat enters the garage Nicole...

he carves me a poem in the oak — woodpecker Sharon Ferrante

grey dawn a sea of fog hides the ocean Katie Montagna

this day holding all the promise of the future Jennifer Gurney each note becomes the concert piano recital Jennifer Gurney

river station — a string of wild ducks continues on its way Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă

no matter who is right and who is wrong... winter stars         Thomas Landgraf

waning moon slowing down of the old walker Govind Joshi

down the sink all your exotic bottles of sauces and vinegars the orange-flower water how it pains me to break its seal Al...

a heft of silence as I leave my old home carrying my sack of longing Janet Krauss

a blackbird on the runway left behind Katherine E Winnick

ice flowers… on my window moon stories Steliana Voicu   Royal Train arrives — in the old man's hands trembling chr...

cold clouds In a Van Gogh sky Winter Sarah Mahina Calvello

sipping ginger tea as I read the newsfeed a new president   Tuyet Van Do garage sale — in the garden corner Buddha's grin T...

foggy dawn the milk froth in my first coffee Oscar Luparia     pick-up points . . . the sledge of Santa lighter and ligh...

bony fingers of lightening her hair caught in his grip Kelly Sargent picking up the pieces purple heart Kelly Sargent

multiple personas a stack of hats perfectly balanced Stephanie Zepherelli junk mail the same old stuff i tell myself Stephani...

changing times — lotus pond now a paddy field William Doyle A F

hundredth time I’ve walked this path ... still learning the shadows j rap the busboy drags a trash bin to the curb spring moon j ra...

jasmine scented autumn breeze rustles the hibiscus — yet my heart is uneasy thinking about tomorrow Mohua Maulik

a glass of water the chopstick bends without bending Xiaoou Chen     heading home the horse’s hoofs hardly touch the gr...

a new year talks of peace not even begun Marjolein Rotsteeg hibernation — I'm struck by an attack of hedgehog envy Marjo...

member of the wedding her first time in heels Joseph P. Wechselberger

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a stroll through foliage  path of light within light Lakshman Bulusu

ancient battle the sea reflects the glare of the gold armor Eugeniusz Zacharski milky way the distant road to the void Eugeniu...

opening my palm to my first snowflake… dream catcher Kendall Lott

stale bread's fate  sparrows Adrian Bouter

autumn afternoon putting the garden to bed Nancy Brady