Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Saturday, December 14, 2024

By Mark Gilbert

hidden in the noise a humpback's song

Mark Gilbert



it’s

winter

when the last

tear-shaped pear

hits the ground

Mark Gilbert

By Mark Forrester

fog rolls in the song of a saltmarsh sparrow

Mark Forrester

Wednesday, December 11, 2024

By Fatma Zohra Habis

migratory birds

return to their nests

after winter's chill

I set off to find

you once more

Fatma Zohra Habis

Sunday, December 8, 2024

Our Nominations for The Red Moon Anthology

(December)


fleeting sweetness of the world baklava

Ruth Holzer



(November)


thumb, forefinger

disentangling

the leaves

Jerome Berglund



(October)


eating the last piece

of bread in the world

nuclear toast

Stephen Jarrell Williams



(September)


orange crush

the long line to buy

MAGA hats

Adele Evershed



(August)


cold tea my life wasted on work

Timothy Daly



(July)


in the night

croaks from the old pond

all alike

Keith Evetts



(June)


an old man

gazing up to heaven

wondering when

Stephen Jarrell Williams


Major congratulations to these talented poets.

Saturday, December 7, 2024

By Alvin B. Cruz

a love letter to keep forever stamps

Alvin B. Cruz


Wednesday, December 4, 2024

By Thomas Landgraf

outside table...

the seagull waits

for crumbs

Thomas Landgraf



winter afternoon...

the homeless woman

paints a cathedral

Thomas Landgraf

By Lorraine Caputo

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

Lorraine Caputo

By Joanna Ashwell

frost prints

the slow progress

of a hound

Joanna Ashwell

By Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont

faded dried roses

she was so cheerful

when she was alive

Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont

Monday, December 2, 2024

By Ruth Holzer

out the back door

in the dead of night

they'll roll me

quickly and quietly

so no one will notice

Ruth Holzer



fleeting sweetness of the world baklava

Ruth Holzer



an ant with a message I move out of the way

Ruth Holzer

By Robert Witmer

dark romance

a taste of poetry

on a bookworm's lips

Robert Witmer



evening

unleavened bread

dipped in wine

Robert Witmer