Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Wednesday, August 7, 2024

By Kelly Moyer

 

 

 

 

Express Yourself

Kelly Moyer

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Lizzy Lu


Kelly Moyer

 

 

 


 

 

                                                                                                                                                          Longing

                                                                                                                                                    Kelly Moyer

Tuesday, August 6, 2024

By Alvaro Carrasquel Gomez

loneliness

the bitter cost

of being myself

Alvaro Carrasquel Gomez

By Deborah Karl-Brandt

playing favorites

our bunny likes me

better than him

Deborah Karl-Brandt

By Robin Dake

Fairy Circles


Early grass wet, cool.

Mushrooms growing in the round,

Nature’s fungi art.

I lie down for the picture

And hear the fairies singing.

Robin Dake

By Joan E. Cashin

The sun fades at last

so a paragraph of light

can tell us the tale.

Joan E. Cashin

By Kelly Sargent

twister tangled in your blues

Kelly Sargent



gypsy moth wanderings before my wings

Kelly Sargent

By Monica Kakkar

sitārist solos . . .

in the sweep of a sārī

solstice strawberry


Monica Kakkar

By K. Ramesh

small town...

throughout the rain

the football match

K. Ramesh

By Fatma Zohra Habis

behind the window

alone with autumn

rain

Fatma Zohra Habis

By Jerome Berglund

stripping off

soaked garments

socks still dry


Jerome Berglund



kingdom builders

roofing

and gutters

Jerome Berglund

By Eugeniusz Zacharski

in a trench

a quarrel between soldiers

over a property line

Eugeniusz Zacharski

Friday, August 2, 2024

By Ann Sullivan

mountain drive . . .

the spider spins

a silk road

Ann Sullivan

By Anju Kishore

peace talks

the sky gathers

in shades of grey

Anju Kishore


storm alert —

the sky a screech

of parrots


Anju Kishore



thunderstorm —

the night

keeps breaking

Anju Kishore

By Mark Forrester

reading nursery rhymes—

I pause

where my mother paused


Mark Forrester

By John Zheng

tornado then blue sky then family albums in the rubbles

John Zheng


 

golden grass in flying manes chasing our car

John Zheng

By Barrie Levine

summer week

all the bedrooms filled

in grandma’s house

Barrie Levine


 

city heat . . .

all-day panting

in the dog park

Barrie Levine

By Susan Burch

nudist my mascara streaking

Susan Burch