Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Friday, July 12, 2024

By Tom Blessing

old raven

seems content

watching the sun set

into the broken

water

Tom Blessing



beneath her hat     a sadness    in her eyes

Tom Blessing



starlight

the distant rumble

of a log truck

Tom Blessing

By Chad Lee Robinson

the mare's gentle breathing . . .

what I've only ever told

the wind

Chad Lee Robinson



birds singing 

in the dark before dawn . . .

their names elude me 

but I know yours 

and you know mine

Chad Lee Robinson



home from the vet--

the sound of my feet 

alone in the leaves

Chad Lee Robinson

By Mona Bedi

summer breeze

the girl in a red dress

lets out a yawn


Mona Bedi



bonsai all my shortcomings


Mona Bedi



rose prickles

nothing comes easy

in this life


Mona Bedi

By Kelly Sargent

when I was seen wild irises

Kelly Sargent



the shadows

of summer

homeless tents

Kelly Sargent



wishing fountain

no matter

how many coins I toss. . .

my prayers

caught in the downspout

Kelly Sargent

By Mark Forrester

evening calm

on the river

a kayaker talks to his dog


Mark Forrester



water rushing

through our mountain cabin

its echo

Mark Forrester



mountain trail—

thin clouds weaving

between black spruce


Mark Forrester

Wednesday, July 10, 2024

By Kelly Moyer

Crossing Over

Kelly Moyer


Samsara #1

Kelly Moyer

 


 

Rain Dance

Kelly Moyer

 

Tuesday, July 9, 2024

By Michael Shoemaker

pine needle trail

draws me back

to hidden childhood hollows

Michael Shoemaker



sunflowers and sagebrush

call pioneers

back

to the trail


image and words Michael Shoemaker

 


Monday, July 8, 2024

By Brad Bennett

the garden

rain-darkened

and dragonflied

Brad Bennett

By Adrian Bouter

a good year

stars fall into

the wine

Adrian Bouter

By Eavonka Ettinger

redwood forest

the persistent knock

of a woodpecker

Eavonka Ettinger



on the tip

of my tongue...

raindrops

Eavonka Ettinger



a whirlwind

   of dandelions

twisted wishes

Eavonka Ettinger

By Fatma Zohra Habis

winter isolation

I read a book

with a thousand pages

Fatma Zohra Habis

By Lafcadio

soon I will hardly

remember you at all

a soap bubble

floating in the breeze

waiting to be popped

Lafcadio



jolted awake—

sunbeams infused

with wrensong

Lafcadio

By James Penha

mouse cage trap catches

chameleon; color change

does not liberate


James Penha

By Jerome Berglund

bustling stillness

how is

your vacation?

Jerome Berglund



pouring night

possum darts sheltered

beneath eaves

Jerome Berglund

By Vandana Parashar

a million gods

we all need someone

to blame

Vandana Parashar

By John J. Dunphy

"happy independence day"

I wish the son who lives

in our basement

John J. Dunphy

By Peter Jastermsky

joy of missing out those who know know

Peter Jastermsky



eyes drifting in a sound that won’t carry

Peter Jastermsky



sorting the past

a sock drawer

of tiny feet

Peter Jastermsky


rewriting the terms of past tense

Peter Jastermsky

By Gareth Nurden

early april

soft voice

of a cherry blossom

Gareth Nurden



spring night

an open-winged silhouette

floating into obscurity

Gareth Nurden



dawn

a hazy wildflower field

springs to life

Gareth Nurden