Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Wednesday, July 12, 2023

By Maurizio Brancaleoni

June begins

the plant furrows

brimming with rain

Maurizio Brancaleoni

By Mircea Moldvan

night walk

the charisma of a statue

without hands

Mircea Moldvan

By Manali Choudhury

An empty chair,

A hollowed pillow,

an unmade bed,

A singing clock,

An absent name.

Manali Choudhury

By Michelle V. Alkerton

attic hideaway

babushka dolls

unnesting


Michelle V. Alkerton


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familiarity

borscht simmering

with a sprig of dill


Michelle V. Alkerton

By Mike Gallagher

her touch

the softness

of flowers

Mike Gallagher

By Maya Daneva

moving day

I dig up the tulip bulbs

from my garden

Maya Daneva

Tuesday, July 11, 2023

By Bryan Rickert

everything within me outsider art

Bryan Rickert

By Barrie Levine

the wiggly lid

on her takeout cup

hazy moon

Barrie Levine

Monday, July 10, 2023

By Rupa Anand

from the dawn light

of these woods

she flies 

into the tamarind tree  

to feed her chick . . .

Rupa Anand

By Ruth Happel

lines of geese honk

flying north with the sun

rush hour

Ruth Happel

 

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whole world in snail’s shell

pulled behind him everywhere

living the van life

Ruth Happel

By Ram Chandran

starlit night

I tell my children

the stories grandma told me

Ram Chandran

Saturday, July 8, 2023

By Mark Forrester

night heron

still hunting

the day moon

Mark Forrester

By Mark Gilbert

a bee, hovering

dangling her legs

in the buzz


Mark Gilbert

Friday, July 7, 2023

By evan coram

who I was and long to be

adrift

clouds with shadows

evan coram


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through oak boughs

the porch light

on and off

evan coram

By Mona Bedi

not sure if I want to be reborn mayflies

Mona Bedi

By Chen-ou Liu

morning mist

layered on the river ...

this floating life

Chen-ou Liu


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the departure door

closed between mother and me ...

fifteen years later

surging waves, one continent

and English separate us

Chen-ou Liu

By Beate Sigriddaughter

First lizard this year

on the mountain trail, tiny,

resolute. Yay spring.

Beate Sigriddaughter

By Steliana Cristina Voicu

Merlot sky

we renew our vows

25 years after

Steliana Cristina Voicu