King Edward Eway

cold day

I try to plant the seed

from an eaten apple

King Edward A. Eway

falling leaves

our pretend wedding vows

face their trial

King Edward A. Eway

Mark Forrester

forgetting to cancel

my father’s seed catalogues—

evening primrose

Mark Forrester

morning fog

in the hotel parking lot

more geese than cars


Mark Forrester

rain turning

into snow

into nothing


Mark Forrester

used car lot

the freezing rain

his best offer

Mark Forrester

Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont

forest fires

the dark beauty

of dead trees

Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont

By Mirela Brailean

early winter

with new patches

the teddy bear

Mirela Brailean

By Mircea Moldovan

the moon fallen on thoughts after snow


Mircea Moldovan

fingers slipping

on the piano keys

long winter wind


Mircea Moldovan

 

 

Monica Kakkar

left where it belongs

awash in the westerly . . .

a dragon wind chime

Monica Kakkar

By Melissa Laussmann

first snowfall—

traces of yesterday

slowly vanish

Melissa Laussmann

morning rush

a sparrow takes its time

in the bird bath

Melissa Laussmann

Maya Daneva

unread travel guides filling up my life

Maya Daneva

late autumn sun

slicing warm apple pie

for breakfast

Maya Daneva

More Touchstone Award Nominations (2024)

Congratulations to these talented Cold Moon Journal poets for their 2024 Touchstone Award nominations:

Biswajit Mishra

Stacy Taylor

Bipasha Majumder (De)

Bryan Rickert

Sharon Ferrante

Mark Hendrickson

Jerome Berglund

j rap

Sharon Martina

Rita Melissano

Alvin B. Cruz

Scott F. Parker

Xiaoou Chen

Jay Friedenberg

Susan Burch

Alaka Y

Mohua Maulik

Wendy Cobourne

Adrian Bouter

Wendy Cobourne

open window

a cat leaps

into my story

Wendy Cobourne

harbor dawn

a tug pulls pink

downriver

Wendy Cobourne

By Mohua Maulik

spring cleaning

we discover mom’s

insecurities

Mohua Maulik

Adrian Bouter

away, away

carries the wind

her red balloon

Adrian Bouter

loss —

our moon as it is

as it was

Adrian Bouter

Katie Montagna

open market

truth goes

for the highest price


Katie Montagna

under an old oak tree

the sky

is falling

Katie Montagna

Rita R Melissano

that story…

is already written

in the sand

the sky has heard

the water singing it

Rita R. Melissano

in the murmur

of a calm river

the ripples of your voice

Rita R. Melissano

a puzzle piece remembering where to go

Rita R. Melissano

dark circles

the void inside

many moons

Rita R. Melissano

black holes...

pulled into forever

on a bed of dead stars

Rita R. Melissano

By Robert Epstein

pre-autumn breeze

she brushes her hair

to take out the trash

Robert Epstein

Robert Witmer

dad’s chair

the worn cushion

beneath the cat

Robert Witmer

white nights

the ghost by the fire

asleep

Robert Witmer

babushka

memories wrapped in cabbage

baba's twinkling eyes

Robert Witmer

By Ram Chandran

day moon —

today

with yesterday's dream

Ram Chandran

By Richard Bailly

climbing

to reach her soul

ivy

Richard Bailly

riding

a tricycle—

again

Richard Bailly

By Ron Scully

sand dollar

saved for a rainy day

week's vacation

Ron Scully

Ravi Kiran

candied bacon

the ice cream flavours

she loved

Ravi Kiran

on a leaf

still holding on

first snow

Ravi Kiran

dry riverbed

it’s time to become

strangers again

Ravi Kiran