Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Friday, April 5, 2024

By Oscar Luparia

daybreak

the cuckoo’s call highlights

your absence


Oscar Luparia

By Helen Ogden

for all its faults

the iridescence

of the pigeon

Helen Ogden



farmhouse ruins

a blue door

off its hinges

Helen Ogden

By Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

spring blues

missing the feeling

for all that pink

Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

By Albert Schlaht

walking upside down

a fly finding its way

to the light

Albert Schlaht



morning sun

a pot of tea

and Basho

Albert Schlaht

By Jerome Berglund

ventriloquist

throws voice across valley

dandelions

Jerome Berglund



frosted shadows

searching for the

cause of death

Jerome Berglund

Thursday, April 4, 2024

By Bryan Rickert

the sound of their leaving

geese in the mist

Bryan Rickert



always on the move

   my one sided

      conversation

         with the stream

Bryan Rickert

By Brad Benett

creek trickle

counting the planks

in the boardwalk

Brad Benett



cloud drift

wind wrangles

the chimney smoke

Brad Benett

By Barrie Levine

four-legged sweater

he sniffs his way

to the rainbow bridge

Barrie Levine



freshman dorm

my roommate’s bedspread

clashes with mine


Barrie Levine

Wednesday, April 3, 2024

By Jovana Dragojlovic

early morning

walking on the edges

of a new day


Jovana Dragojlovic

By Timothy Daly

night beach

these waves

of panic

and calm

Timothy Daly

Tuesday, April 2, 2024

By Biswajit Mishra

night read

an ant beats me

to Basho

Biswajit Mishra



wrong foot

on freshly mopped floor

my shoe prints

Biswajit Mishra



losing keys

the pleasure

of rediscovering

Biswajit Mishra



such love

the day after Valentine’s

dark chocolates

are all gone leaving

an empty heart

Biswajit Mishra

 

Hayrolls, photo by Biswajit Mishra

 

 

 Magpie on Tree-Thaw, photo by Biswajit Mishra

 
 

Full Moon, photo by Biswajit Mishra

Sunday, March 31, 2024

By Philip Andrew Lisi

Human Nature

 

glasswing butterfly

 

            I mark its spirals

            and seek a certain release

            in its weightlessness

 

cellophane in silky flight

 

            my son does not see

            his cruel potential

            it is just a bug

 
west wind in summer

 

            he tears wings with glee

            my hands tremble in a breeze

            too cold for August


Philip Andrew Lisi

Friday, March 29, 2024

By Ram Chandran

Cuckoo's Song


from morning

following me everywhere—

this cuckoo's song

 

a cuckoo song

answering

a distant cuckoo song

 

banyan tree—

a cuckoo's song lengthens

through aerial roots



cuckoo's song

in sync with

monsoon rains

Ram Chandran

Thursday, March 28, 2024

By Hassane Zemmouri

 

siiiiiiick

 

fast               ing


waiiiiiiiting


evacuation


fading f(l)ame



Hassane Zemmouri