Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Sunday, August 18, 2024

By Suraja Menon Roychowdhury

drumstick curry

mother says mine isn't

like her mother's

Suraja Menon Roychowdhury

By Steve Van Allen

overcast and chance of chickadees

Steve Van Allen



butterfly

the only thing moving

in summer heat

Steve Van Allen

By Jovana Dragojlovic

torn shoes...

so many kilometers

behind me

Jovana Dragojlovic

By Maya Daneva

salt air the haze of this geyser

Maya Daneva



fig by fig purple sunset

Maya Daneva

Friday, August 16, 2024

By Keith Evetts

rockpool

I leave the beach

right way up

Keith Evetts

By Kavita Ratna

mountain peaks

inside my shoe

a pebble

Kavita Ratna

Wednesday, August 14, 2024

By John Pappas

silvering the pond morning minnows

John Pappas



the late late show

unwilling to sleep

in an empty bed

John Pappas

 

 

climate change the dogs she follows on instagram

John Pappas

By Mircea Moldovan

foreign bodies the blue sofa in the basement

Mircea Moldovan



a wolf

barking at the moon

evening prayer

Mircea Moldovan

By Arvinder Kaur

the stubs that make a rainbow crayon sky

Arvinder Kaur



no one cries

at the pauper's funeral

windswept leaf

Arvinder Kaur



just enough strength

to blow a dandelion

hospice window

 
Arvinder Kaur

By Mona Bedi

the jagged edge of loneliness frost moon


Mona Bedi


believing it to be true aurora borealis


Mona Bedi




summer’s end the change in my perspective


Mona Bedi

Tuesday, August 13, 2024

By Susan Lee Roberts

spring with no summer doctor stops chemo

Susan Lee Roberts

By Louise Hopewell

city shadows

building cranes dwarf

the cathedral spire


Louise Hopewell

By R. Suresh Babu

hailstone rain

children hopscotch

in the puddle

R. Suresh Babu

By Ravi Kiran

end of the day

a blackbird’s song

from the unpruned hedge

Ravi Kiran

By Joanna Ashwell

pre-rain

the hopes we had

for summer

Joanna Ashwell

By Kalyanee Arandhara

relentless rain

a house at the top

slides downhill

Kalyanee Arandhara

By Ray Spitzenberger

my heart plays

Mozart’s A-fib sonata

until the beat should stop

Ray Spitzenberger

By Nalini Shetty

old swing set

no one to push

me higher

Nalini Shetty