Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Sunday, November 12, 2023

By Meera Rehm

bone moon

icy wind penetrates

into my coat into me

Meera Rehm

By Monica Kakkar

by rain-washed window

asleep in perspiration—

autumn equinox

Monica Kakkar

By Michael Shoemaker

 

The Road to Beyond

Michael Shoemaker

 

 

Tall Grass by the Lake

Michael Shoemaker

By Mary Harwell Sayler

Ocean waves ruffling

skirting the edge of hot sand,

lacing shoes with foam

Mary Harwell Sayler

By Myrna CG Mibus

fireside old-fashioned blue moon hiding in a tree

Myrna CG Mibus

By Marilyn Humbert

silent death

a scorpion’s tail

flicks

Marilyn Humbert

By Michael Shoemaker

casting light tackle

high into the wind above

crashing sounds of waves

Michael Shoemaker

Friday, November 10, 2023

By Christa Pandey

naked trees

windblown nests

await repairs


Christa Pandey

By Carmela Marino

solar eclipse

a bouquet of sunflowers

covers autumn

Carmela Marino


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starry sky

stumbling in the shadow

my shadow

Carmela Marino

By Cecil Morris

Black Marks


crows patrol my yard:

punctuation marks escaped

from someone’s sentence.


Cecil Morris

By Charlie Lawler

falling leaves

history returns

to the ground

Charlie Lawler

By Gavin Austin

late autumn

a scent of moonlight

in the pines

Gavin Austin


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childhood river

the silence

of hidden stones

Gavin Austin

By Govind Joshi

street lamp

on the other side

the gibbous moon

Govind Joshi


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sloping road

a man helps his bullock

in moving the cart

Govind Joshi

By Nancy Brady

autumn afternoon

migrant workers give apples

to a mare

Nancy Brady


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the rustling of leaves

under a rake's tangs

autumn wind

Nancy Brady

By Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

ring of pebbles

the grey path

of my thoughts


Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo


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roses in the dust

the dead eyes

of refugee children

Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

By Ravi Kiran

temple gates close

the bell dissolves

into the silence

Ravi Kiran

By Simon De Courcey

fresh root rot —

waterlogged

text messages

Simon De Courcey

By Richa Sharma

a fruit falling from your hands :: i float over the waters of womanhood
 

Richa Sharma