Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Tuesday, April 2, 2024

By Biswajit Mishra

night read

an ant beats me

to Basho

Biswajit Mishra



wrong foot

on freshly mopped floor

my shoe prints

Biswajit Mishra



losing keys

the pleasure

of rediscovering

Biswajit Mishra



such love

the day after Valentine’s

dark chocolates

are all gone leaving

an empty heart

Biswajit Mishra

 

Hayrolls, photo by Biswajit Mishra

 

 

 Magpie on Tree-Thaw, photo by Biswajit Mishra

 
 

Full Moon, photo by Biswajit Mishra

Sunday, March 31, 2024

By Philip Andrew Lisi

Human Nature

 

glasswing butterfly

 

            I mark its spirals

            and seek a certain release

            in its weightlessness

 

cellophane in silky flight

 

            my son does not see

            his cruel potential

            it is just a bug

 
west wind in summer

 

            he tears wings with glee

            my hands tremble in a breeze

            too cold for August


Philip Andrew Lisi

Friday, March 29, 2024

By Ram Chandran

Cuckoo's Song


from morning

following me everywhere—

this cuckoo's song

 

a cuckoo song

answering

a distant cuckoo song

 

banyan tree—

a cuckoo's song lengthens

through aerial roots



cuckoo's song

in sync with

monsoon rains

Ram Chandran

Thursday, March 28, 2024

By Hassane Zemmouri

 

siiiiiiick

 

fast               ing


waiiiiiiiting


evacuation


fading f(l)ame



Hassane Zemmouri

Tuesday, March 26, 2024

By John Zheng

gossip mill fast food in all seasons

John Zheng


 

long shutdown the stone path sprawled with silence

John Zheng



sundown a hobo’s shadow drags into moonrise

John Zheng



disordered books stacked in order in my mind

John Zheng

By B. L. Bruce

forest path

wooden railing

worn smooth


B. L. Bruce


summer pond

the doe takes

a quiet drink


B. L. Bruce



new moon

the company

of stars


B. L. Bruce


 

hope

the ship’s

light


B. L. Bruce



desert nightfall

sleep comes

with moonlight

B. L. Bruce

By Nicoletta Ignatti

bombed house—

in every room

a new green lawn

Nicoletta Ignatti



night in the garden—

in our memories

scent of jasmine

Nicoletta Ignatti



olive tree plantation—

the cold wind sings

among the silver branches

 

Nicoletta Ignatti



our steps slow

as he tells the story—

winter sun

Nicoletta Ignatti

 

 

spring snow thaw—

melting slowly

my old pain

 

Nicoletta Ignatti

By Herb Tate

snow moon

a well-lit face

in the diner window

Herb Tate



clear water

a stone through a memory

of a ripple

Herb Tate



alarm clock

the time that tells

when the rooster crows

Herb Tate

By Nancy Brady

hunt and peck

starlings cover

the neighbor's yard

Nancy Brady



they all say

it's gas

his first smile

Nancy Brady



nearly spring

the days and her shadow

lengthen

Nancy Brady



black ice...

the danger of saying

the wrong thing

Nancy Brady

By Jennifer Gurney

when the waves slow down

and the ocean rests—

evening

Jennifer Gurney



dusk—

the ideal time

moon shadow

 

Jennifer Gurney



hard to tell

where mountain peaks end

clouds begin


Jennifer Gurney



quiet—

the still, small voice

between the doubt

 

Jennifer Gurney

By Tsanka Shishkova

sweet slumber

in the moonlight

wings of love


Tsanka Shishkova



rising sun

lotus recovers

after the storm

Tsanka Shishkova

By Rita R. Melissano, Ph.D.

walking barefoot

a thousand times

the sand remembers us

Rita R. Melissano, Ph.D.

By Elena Zouain

late mowing —

no more bees in the hive

Elena Zouain



snow moon over sea —

one more journey in solitude

Elena Zouain

By Nancie Zivetz-Gertler

an innermost flood

the landscape forever changed

when her water broke

Nancie Zivetz-Gertler



tending her garden

the woman with dementia

remembers who's who

Nancie Zivetz-Gertler



through hospital doors

the smell of earth after rain

hands me one more day

Nancie Zivetz-Gertler



she wonders aloud

what might burn through the darkness

and asks for a star

Nancie Zivetz-Gertler

By Eugeniusz Zacharski

between

silt and sleet

carp season

Eugeniusz Zacharski



periodic table

the stars that flow

through us

Eugeniusz Zacharski

By Alvin B. Cruz

heavy snow

her bereavement leave

runs out

Alvin B. Cruz



sand between my toes...

i carry the sound

of waves

Alvin B. Cruz

By Amin Jacek Pędziwiater

stargazing

on a cloudless night

clear consciousness

Amin Jacek Pędziwiater

 

By Carmela Marino

winter solstice

in the drawer money

for the last trip

Carmela Marino



a little girl

discovers her shadow

bamboo shoots

Carmela Marino

Sunday, March 24, 2024

By Oscar Luparia

in a random bookshop

just for the addictive smell

of printed paper


Oscar Luparia




tailwind . . .

my running performance

one minute shorter

Oscar Luparia



sound of water

even the long winter

goes by

poem and photo: Oscar Luparia

Saturday, March 23, 2024

By Chen-ou Liu

winter parting

I listen to the silence

she left behind

Chen-ou Liu



shower time

soap bubble after soap bubble

after my son's laughter

Chen-ou Liu

By Douglas J. Lanzo

rekindling

warm memories

gathering monarchs

Douglas J. Lanzo



granting one wish one thousand folded cranes

Douglas J. Lanzo



wonderland magic

an impala bounds

higher with each leap

Douglas J. Lanzo

By Helen Ogden

power outage

learning the shapes

of familiar things

Helen Ogden



memorial service

getting to know the man

I thought I knew

Helen Ogden

By Joshua Gage

afterschool snack

the puddles that gather

around our boots

Joshua Gage



queen anne’s lace

shadows of minnows

on the creek bed


Joshua Gage

 

 

flu season

I brush her hair

from her sleeping face

Joshua Gage

Wednesday, March 20, 2024

By Fhen M.

Orion in the evening

my ancestor in the distant past.

Fhen M.



In my solitude

a frog jumps in.

Fhen M.



It's Monday

gazing at the moon's crater.

Fhen M.

By Mihaela Babusanu

that thrill rekindled—

silently looking at leaves

whirling in the wind

Mihaela Babusanu



a cart full of grapes—

father even since sunrise

cleaning the barrels

Mihaela Babusanu



Saint Valentine's Day—

ripping the heart from my hand

a strong gust of wind

Mihaela Babusanu

By Govind Joshi

starry sky

checking the constellations

one more time

Govind Joshi



sunset sky

the jumbo jet's passengers

entering the clouds

Govind Joshi



power outage

in the room

a memory

Govind Joshi

By Genevieve Aguinaldo

                                  
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                                                                                            Genevieve Aguinaldo 


                                              
Genevieve Aguinaldo

By Georg Cook

The dark moon calls inviting magic


Georg Cook