Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Tuesday, August 17, 2021

By Mona Iordan

late-night news

the moon minds

its own business

Mona Iordan

By Ben Onachila

a magical gift

this potted lemon tree

a moon now on each branch
 

Ben Onachila

By Angiola Inglese

orange blossom--

a single woman

under the moon


Angiola Inglese

By Lafcadio

rabbit moon--

the silence

multiplying
 

Lafcadio

By Claire Ninham

thunder moon

the accidental crunch

of molluscs

Claire Ninham

Sunday, August 15, 2021

By Pat Davis

thrift shop

all my possessions

still there


Pat Davis

By Douglas J. Lanzo

rainbow

shoots from Neptune’s trident

after sea-blown storm
 

Douglas J. Lanzo

By Pippa Phillips

echo

she calls

to herself


Pippa Phillips

Saturday, August 14, 2021

By Mirela Brăilean

pandemic funeral -

behind the widow

convoy of leaves
 

Mirela Brăilean

Friday, August 13, 2021

By Susan Bonk Plumridge

freedom

to walk away

stray cat


Susan Bonk Plumridge

By Barrie Levine

indifferent

to the names we give her

cold moon

Barrie Levine

By Surashree Joshi

half moon. . .

my memories of you 

incomplete

Surashree Joshi

By Douglas J. Lanzo

peering

ages into the past

stargazing

Douglas J. Lanzo

Thursday, August 12, 2021

By Radhamani Sarma

my haiku

counting more revisions

than syllables

Radhamani Sarma

By Susan Bonk Plumridge

words

upon the paper

but a robin sings


Susan Bonk Plumridge

By Sushama Kapur

rows of paddy -

mingling with green

the blue of sky


Sushama Kapur

By Barrie Levine

combing mom’s hair . . .

a lake ripples

with silver


Barrie Levine

Wednesday, August 11, 2021

By Baisali Chatterjee Dutt

temple bells

calling for dawn

beyond the hills


Baisali Chatterjee Dutt

By Samo Kreutz

narrow street

rubbing up against me

the bell's echo


Samo Kreutz

Tuesday, August 10, 2021

By Mona Bedi

lucid interval

I die and come back

all so soon


Mona Bedi

By Joanna Ashwell

I send out

my apologies

to the world

let me know when

it is safe to re-emerge


Joanna Ashwell

By Keith Evetts

crumbs

birds have to eat

somewhere

Keith Evetts

Monday, August 9, 2021

By Mirela Brăilean

summer heat -

the snappy ticking

of my Dali clock

Mirela Brăilean

By Arvinder Kaur

phone screens: the loneliness of a crowd


Arvinder Kaur

By Minal Sarosh

oranges in each day seeds of haiku


Minal Sarosh

By Pippa Phillips

the octopus dreams

of the fisherman's wife

her second skin

slipping off

so easily

Pippa Phillips

Sunday, August 8, 2021

By Surashree Joshi

withered field

my feelings for you

six feet under

Surashree Joshi

Saturday, August 7, 2021

By Arvinder Kaur

the wait

for his homecoming…

coffee rings


Arvinder Kaur