Cold Moon Journal

last pail of milk  we say goodbye  to our favorite cow  —Aja Rhianna gentle waves  the calm  before moonlight —Aja Rhianna

threadbare blanket  on the other side  a new day —Kavita Ratna

moonspots...  she keeps all her secrets to herself  —Nicoletta Ignatti spring twilight-  telling her  we will no longer be friends —Nicolett...

the smell of flowers in blushing burnt sun —Sarah Mahina Calvello

unsteady on my bruised ego apache plume —Marylyn Burridge

cat's eyes the blackbird tunes into fortissimo —Deborah Karl-Brandt worn-out socks learning how to mend them into a haiku —Deborah Karl-...

bird twitching  its tail—waves in the sun. —Partha Sarkar

outdoor nativity scene one of the Wise Men facing the wrong way —John J. Dunphy his last road trip my friend arrives at the cemetery —John J...

old bedroom a bassinet holds one tiny sock —Vickie Yiannoulou

woodpecker poem… the clickety-clack of his old typewriter — Anne Fox

licking a stamp the flavor of nostalgia —Oscar Luparia homemade bread a handful of sesame seeds for the sparrows —Oscar Luparia

thunderclap— the ghost of my cat  hits the bed —Miriam Sagan

icecaps with sprinkles sweating —Elliot Diamond

dirty spider's web the creeping hourglass etched in all of us —László Aranyi

keeping an eye on me this moon —Mishti Choudhury

Shine on Amid the rhythm of machines in the ICU, you ride the relentless tide of a stroke, each breath straining to fill your fading lungs—a...

—Michael C. Roberts —Michael C. Roberts —Michael C. Roberts

 soap opera  my neighbor sings  in the shower —M. R. Pelletier 

winter sparrow  the cashier declines  my food stamp card  —Jackie Chou

seven starlings  on a wire  melting in november rain  —Steve Van Allen

tipsy snow  whenever a car passes  I flinch —Jerome Berglund

precession of the equinoxes  my hands reach  middle age —Joshua St. Claire

votives  by the window  early shadow —Joanna Ashwell night chrysalis  lost in the snow  forest stars —Joanna Ashwell

red tinsels  on neighbor's fence  wind chimes tinkling  —Tuyet Van Do

birthday song  a balloon floats  above the moon —j rap inside his silence an echo of dad’s —j rap descending the peak  by full moon  rock fa...

Dear contributors and readers of Cold Moon Journal , I am delighted to be taking over from Robin and writing this first post, and to announc...

inkblot god the rotting leaves Joshua Eric Williams longer nights the sleep in these hooded eyes   Joshua Eric Williams ...

thunder snow confirmation of the news I was afraid of Mark Hendrickson

Urban Harvest a potpourri of fallen leaves each step (sw) strawflowers and dahlias in the wedding bouquet (j rap) mulching the...

tranquil lake a playful wind stirs ripples in the mind Manoj Sharma early autumn caught in a moment my double shadow Manoj Sh...

our watches side by side on the dresser— the widening gap Mohua Maulik trailing a finger over the shimmering still waters ...

frog pond the slow drifting of my haiku-boat Chen-ou Liu she's gone ... alone, I sleep with the dark Chen-ou Liu th...

morning sunshine a galaxy of stars across the snow Diane Webster white scarf flung over the dilapidated fence surrender Diane ...

old neighbor— a hint of garlic in her gossip Neena Singh

under the bed a hibernating dust bunny waiting for spring E. C. Traganas winter sun shimmering world in a crystal sn...

laundry day the wicker basket full of sleeping cat Barrie Levine trimming the grass near his stone . . . dad’s stubble Barrie ...

just one more wish to go deepening twilight Arvinder Kaur