Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Tuesday, May 7, 2024

By Mona Bedi

lunar eclipse

the frayed edges

of her memory


Mona Bedi



airport clocks —

all the places

i could be


Mona Bedi

By Daniel Birnbaum

end of autumn

a goat eats

the bark of a pine tree

Daniel Birnbaum

By Nicola Schaum

cloud spotting my troubles shifting shape

Nicola Schaum



sensory extension

the deaf cat sees, I listen

summer rain

 Nicola Schaum



termite tango

drifting wings

glisten at dusk

Nicola Schaum

By Olivia Sitlub

The sound of the harp

in the heart of a forest

invigorates me

relieving my mind with grace

providing peace to my soul

Olivia Sitlub

By Wilda Morris

from the brush

a rabbit with a torn ear

evening chill

Wilda Morris



translucent windows

of an old house

cicada skin

Wilda Morris

Monday, May 6, 2024

By Tony Williams

cutting his own hair

the boy

still in my son


Tony Williams


desire path

the scent of something

that isn’t here


Tony Williams



quieter

the path

between the trees


Tony Williams

Sunday, May 5, 2024

By John Hawkhead

late arrival

mum joins the family

grave

John Hawkhead



schoolyard teams

the last one picked

the first to die

John Hawkhead

By JL Huffman

my hip her heart

alternating illnesses

staying alive

JL Huffman

By Joseph P. Wechselberger

eggs fried

crisp around the edges …

learning to say no

Joseph P. Wechselberger



tasting the moon—

the way your eyes look

looking at me

Joseph P. Wechselberger



a phone number written

inside an old matchbook …

yard sale sport coat

Joseph P. Wechselberger



the smell of fresh-baked pie

a game of checkers

on the front porch

Joseph P. Wechselberger

By Jovana Dragojlovic

leaving a job

fern on the desk

misses me


Jovana Dragojlovic

By Jerome Berglund

crushed sun hat

mosaics

form a point

Jerome Berglund



down the aisle

bird sanctuary

 

Jerome Berglund

By Jharna Sanyal

       red truck

  driving away

my midlife crisis

Jharna Sanyal



birds at dusk ...

so much to say

to each other

Jharna Sanyal

By Jennifer Gurney

limitless—

a toddler's

whys

Jennifer Gurney



souvenir

of a springtime hike—

muddy boots

Jennifer Gurney



breathing life

into winter...

spring

Jennifer Gurney

By John J. Dunphy

solar eclipse

from the woods

sound of crickets

John J. Dunphy



church fire

its steeple bell rung by

fire hose water

John J. Dunphy