Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Monday, December 2, 2024

By Susan Yavaniski

hanging laundry

our discussion

on speakerphone

Susan Yavaniski



dust-to-dust

his favorite reef

a skeleton

Susan Yavaniski



voting line

I study the angles

of a jaw

Susan Yavaniski



day one

a jackhammer

going at it

Susan Yavaniski



my sweet poem

about a vine gone wild

on the borderline

til my thoughts were invaded

by Putin’s army

Susan Yavaniski

By Sébastien Revon

red traffic light—

the sudden urge

to remain there


Sébastien Revon

By Mona Bedi

first snow the shape of her breath


Mona Bedi



meditation class the weight of my thoughts


Mona Bedi



still there

on his social media

my friend’s obituary


Mona Bedi

By Shawn Blair

on full display

bones etched

by a whaler

Shawn Blair

By Katherine E Winnick

saffron moon —

a moment

of epiphany

Katherine E Winnick

By C.X. Turner

spilled wine

the ways I learned

not to speak

C.X. Turner



pumpkin soup

the earthy sweetness

of a stray seed


C.X. Turner

By M. R. Pelletier

winter solstice

my beard lengthens more quickly

than the day

M. R. Pelletier

By Bryan Rickert

every piece

chipped but loved

garage sale tea set

Bryan Rickert



home alone

my reflection

in every window

Bryan Rickert



overturned turtle

I, too, am trying

to set myself right

Bryan Rickert

By Tony Steven Williams

as the day

draws on

clouds thicken

you're clearly

up to something

Tony Steven Williams



patient eyes

adjust to the dark sky

. . . more stars emerge

 

Tony Steven Williams

By Joanne Merriam

the dust on your inheritance

his last exhale

Joanne Merriam

By Govind Joshi

his voice

the softness

of petals

Govind Joshi