Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Sunday, February 12, 2023

By Susan Lee Roberts

alone in the morning

fog encloses

my world


Susan Lee Roberts

By Alvin B. Cruz

longer

than her attention span

her eyelashes

Alvin B. Cruz

By Mircea Moldovan

draft haiku

too long the word

chrysanthemum

Mircea Moldovan

By Stephen Jarrell Williams

spread of winter

farms with barren fields

sleeping roots


Stephen Jarrell Williams

Friday, February 10, 2023

By Katherine E Winnick

hunger

she dreams up

a feast 


Katherine E Winnick

 

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midnight

she starts to bake

homemade bread


Katherine E Winnick


*

 

dawn

half a loaf later

she sleeps


Katherine E Winnick

Thursday, February 9, 2023

By Wai Mei Wong

sunset beach

the painting

we are in

Wai Mei Wong

By Farah Ali

ancient woodland…

the trees pause

to listen

Farah Ali

By Joe Sebastian

purpose

learning the art

of just being

Joe Sebastian

Wednesday, February 8, 2023

By Brad Bennett

where the leaf ain't what insects ate

Brad Bennett

By Louise Hopewell

still dawn

frog song bounces

across the billabong

Louise Hopewell

By Reid Hepworth

engulfed

by your negative

storylines

I search for comfort

in the small things


Reid Hepworth

Tuesday, February 7, 2023

By Jenn Ryan-Jauregui

complacent

in their daily affairs

sun and moon

Jenn Ryan-Jauregui

 

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falling in

and out of love

daisy petals

Jenn Ryan-Jauregui

By Sébastien Revon

walking the new dog

the hill I thought

I knew

Sébastien Revon

Monday, February 6, 2023

By Kimberly Kuchar

day moon

changing out the flowers

on your grave

Kimberly Kuchar

By Diana Teneva

a dandelion…

long-forgotten secrets

in the silence


Diana Teneva

Sunday, February 5, 2023

By Barrie Levine

service dog

guarding

my inner silence

Barrie Levine


*

 

before plastic the velvet edge of sea glass

Barrie Levine

By Pippa Phillips

dwindling twilight

the silence eats

a cicada


Pippa Phillips

 

*

 

doomscrolling—

the green

of an unwitnessed tree


Pippa Phillips

By David Josephsohn

kitchen drawer

the clanging of knives

sharpens my appetite

David Josephsohn


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tornado warning

the winds laugh

at our intrusion

David Josephsohn