snowy
March
the creaking sound of little boots…
egg hunt
begins
Maya Daneva
smooth talk…
I rinse off the wild clams
for
third time
Maya Daneva
Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier
Saturday, March 9, 2024
By Maya Daneva
By Randy Brooks
rent overdue
locked out with nothing
but
a comb-over
Randy Brooks
thick family Bible
she only keeps up
with
births
Randy Brooks
warming up
the farmhouse kitchen
banana
bread
Randy Brooks
not toy guns
not real guns
she wants nothing to do
with guns in her house
ever.
again.
Randy Brooks
By Refika Dedić
in an old book
after all these years
her
letter
Refika Dedić
still winter
and they are sticking out of the ground
buds
Refika Dedić
By Robert Epstein
Ides of March ––
I stop looking for love
in
all the wrong places
Robert Epstein
the
manipulation continues daylight savings
Robert Epstein
wild licorice
with every bite
decades
melt away
Robert Epstein
By Richard Bailly
click click
escaping the nightmare
ruby
slippers
Richard Bailly
oolong
in the kettle
too
long
Richard Bailly
By Monica Kakkar
bounty of bright breeze—
ribbons and laces askew
leapfrog
on leap day
Monica Kakkar
By Mircea Moldovan
so
much light and yet dark
Mircea Moldovan
a hedge
between him and her
winter
end
Mircea Moldovan
Friday, March 8, 2024
By Kelly Sargent
war and peace
not always
black
and white
Kelly Sargent
creeping ivy
through the wagon handle
the decisions
I make
by
indecision
Kelly Sargent
winter
sky swallows the words I can’t take back
Kelly Sargent
By JL Huffman
unnatural glow
backlit mountain ridges
boros
below
JL Huffman
snowbound day
chili heats
palate
and soul
JL Huffman
By Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont
on the doorstep
will she finally enter
new
moon
Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont
By Anne Curran
foreign posting
the
aerograms
I write home
Anne Curran
city square —
the clink of loose change
into
the busker's hat
Anne Curran
city square —
the sweet melodies
of
a weary busker
Anne Curran
By Barrie Levine
outbox draft
deleting
the dear
in her dear john letter
Barrie Levine
in
his place
in my bed
the cat
Barrie Levine
his
first recital
a round of applause
for all the pink
Barrie
Levine
By Neena Singh
half moon
hides in the pine...
words
left unsaid
Neena Singh
a barn owl's cry:
the dark circles
under
my eyes
Neena Singh
Wednesday, March 6, 2024
Tuesday, March 5, 2024
Monday, March 4, 2024
By Steliana Cristina Voicu
in bloom…
the scent of light
of
your hand cream
Steliana Cristina Voicu
crab apple moon —
the painter carefully rounds
a
blossom
Steliana Cristina Voicu
majestic moon
growing from the silence
plum
blossoms
Steliana Cristina Voicu
By Sharon Ferrante
I watch a candle
warm itself
on my wall
I want that passion
in
the yellow haze
Sharon Ferrante
I always
tell the truth—
it was me
who threw Jupiter
her
little moons
Sharon Ferrante
I wonder
if I leave my cloak
in your cold forest
will it take away
your
shiver?
Sharon Ferrante
By Sankara Jayanth
white dove
a token totem
for
non-existent peace
Sankara Jayanth
perennials
not without goodbyes
Sankara Jayanth
By Susan Yavaniski
flu season . . .
the hypochondriac
senses demise
in a single sneeze
that
could wake the dead
Susan Yavaniski
a big smile. . .
hiding the wrinkles
in
my confidence
Susan Yavaniski
ear doctor
surely the whole office hears
my
diagnosis
Susan Yavaniski
claiming
the American dream an American gun
Susan Yavaniski
By Stephen Jarrell Williams
dancing on rooftops
new declaration
end
of all wars
Stephen Jarrell Williams
By Shasta Hatter
watercolor
of purple and blue
moon
rising
Shasta Hatter
fog
in distant trees...
funeral
rites
Shasta Hatter
By Stephanie Zepherelli
bitter wind
lost voices
of
loved ones
Stephanie Zepherelli
carving wood
i remember dad’s hands
covered
in dust
Stephanie Zepherelli
butterfly wings
perfectly balanced
spring
equinox
Stephanie Zepherelli
barren landscape
one flower blooming
is enough
Stephanie
Zepherelli
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