Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Wednesday, September 11, 2024

By Stephanie Zepherelli

            pulled 

                      into 

                           another 

                                       black 

                                               hole 

                                                     nightmare

Stephanie Zepherelli



                  balance 

               amid chaos

            stacking stones

Stephanie Zepherelli

By Richard L. Matta

willow leaf

a koi practices

catch and release

Richard L. Matta



box canyon hike

a chorus of coyotes

deepens darkness

Richard L. Matta

By Vandana Parashar

coming out of woods the sudden depth of the sky

Vandana Parashar



on the periphery of night just enough space for me

Vandana Parashar



carbon dating am I too old to bond

Vandana Parashar



deep in dhyana

thud of a newspaper

outside my door

Vandana Parashar

By Steve Van Allen

single bird on a wire

one-note afternoon

Steve Van Allen



hot July

in tall grassy shade

a deer

Steve Van Allen

By Emil Karla

a single clock

back and forth in time—

tango


Emil Karla



the many birds

above the tracks

within the morning sun

Emil Karla

Tuesday, September 10, 2024

By J. D. Nelson

why presupposes everything one random car horn blast

J. D. Nelson



morning crow morning crow come on everybody it’s the morning crow

J. D. Nelson



crabapples on the tree some red some green some red & green

J. D. Nelson



lightning against the dark sky I remember a dream come true

J. D. Nelson

By Tim Murphy

dead plant

listening to a language

I used to know

Tim Murphy

By Neena Singh

autumn sunset

last year’s olives

still in the fridge

Neena Singh

By Nancy Brady

how green

our earth was

climate change

Nancy Brady



September morning...

the lone honk

of a Canada goose

Nancy Brady

By Aaron Anstett

noodle shop morning

slurp until nothing

but oil in miso

Aaron Anstett

By Karen O’Leary

origami butterfly poetry from a friend

Karen O’Leary



older than dirt

I kick up dust

square dancing

Karen O’Leary