Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Tuesday, March 26, 2024

By Elena Zouain

late mowing —

no more bees in the hive

Elena Zouain



snow moon over sea —

one more journey in solitude

Elena Zouain

By Nancie Zivetz-Gertler

an innermost flood

the landscape forever changed

when her water broke

Nancie Zivetz-Gertler



tending her garden

the woman with dementia

remembers who's who

Nancie Zivetz-Gertler



through hospital doors

the smell of earth after rain

hands me one more day

Nancie Zivetz-Gertler



she wonders aloud

what might burn through the darkness

and asks for a star

Nancie Zivetz-Gertler

By Eugeniusz Zacharski

between

silt and sleet

carp season

Eugeniusz Zacharski



periodic table

the stars that flow

through us

Eugeniusz Zacharski

By Alvin B. Cruz

heavy snow

her bereavement leave

runs out

Alvin B. Cruz



sand between my toes...

i carry the sound

of waves

Alvin B. Cruz

By Amin Jacek Pędziwiater

stargazing

on a cloudless night

clear consciousness

Amin Jacek Pędziwiater

 

By Carmela Marino

winter solstice

in the drawer money

for the last trip

Carmela Marino



a little girl

discovers her shadow

bamboo shoots

Carmela Marino

Sunday, March 24, 2024

By Oscar Luparia

in a random bookshop

just for the addictive smell

of printed paper


Oscar Luparia




tailwind . . .

my running performance

one minute shorter

Oscar Luparia



sound of water

even the long winter

goes by

poem and photo: Oscar Luparia

Saturday, March 23, 2024

By Chen-ou Liu

winter parting

I listen to the silence

she left behind

Chen-ou Liu



shower time

soap bubble after soap bubble

after my son's laughter

Chen-ou Liu

By Douglas J. Lanzo

rekindling

warm memories

gathering monarchs

Douglas J. Lanzo



granting one wish one thousand folded cranes

Douglas J. Lanzo



wonderland magic

an impala bounds

higher with each leap

Douglas J. Lanzo

By Helen Ogden

power outage

learning the shapes

of familiar things

Helen Ogden



memorial service

getting to know the man

I thought I knew

Helen Ogden

By Joshua Gage

afterschool snack

the puddles that gather

around our boots

Joshua Gage



queen anne’s lace

shadows of minnows

on the creek bed


Joshua Gage

 

 

flu season

I brush her hair

from her sleeping face

Joshua Gage