Untitled, by Stephen Jarrell Williams
Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier
Tuesday, April 23, 2024
Monday, April 22, 2024
By Belinda Behne
sun kisses earth goodnight
an explosion of crimson
drenches the sky
children buried in rubble
cry
for food and for peace
Belinda Behne
far away
almost beyond memory
my
father's voice
Belinda Behne
out of the ashes
wild violets
bloom
Belinda Behne
losing the path
deep in the forest
I find myself
deep in the forest
losing myself
I find the path
losing the path
I find myself
deep
in the forest
Belinda Behne
Sunday, April 21, 2024
By Joseph P. Wechselberger
two
exchanging glances over laptops
Starbucks
Joseph P. Wechselberger
snowmelt
the slow drip and pooling
of
fluid from the old car
Joseph P. Wechselberger
as if
he never existed
the
baby’s unmarked grave
Joseph P. Wechselberger
By Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont
daydreaming
are
there cherry trees
in
heaven?
Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont
old photos
what's left of this meadow
this
blade of grass
Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont
By Anwitha Sudeep
garden
the
smallest lily
loses a petal
Anwitha Sudeep
behind
the clouds
a shriveled fish in the
eagle's beak
Anwitha
Sudeep
By Nancy Brady
penguin love
he presents her
with
a shiny pebble
Nancy Brady
wildflower walk
along the trail they see
a
walking stick
Nancy Brady
By Suraja Menon Roychowdhury
brown bunny
the alliteration
in
its hop hop hop
Suraja Menon Roychowdhury
soft
kiss
a morning brush
of sunlight
Suraja Menon
Roychowdhury
narcissus...
how
you force me
to look at you
Suraja Menon Roychowdhury
By Fhen M.
Hundred billion stars in the galaxy
peering
only at the Polaris.
Fhen M.
Eyeballs catching the Kingfisher
flying
from tree to tree.
Fhen M.
Stayed to see the sun disappear
to
watch my love: Lupus constellation.
Fhen M.
By Yasir Farooq
keyhole cobweb—
i
enter
the ancient cave
Yasir Farooq
rain shower
the wet fledglings
on
the swaying tree
Yasir Farooq
Saturday, April 20, 2024
By Kelly Sargent
reaped harvest —
my teenager says hello
to
the homeless woman
Kelly Sargent
the
childhood I wish I had dandelion puff
Kelly Sargent
wild fig tree
bent seaward —
how I long
once more
to
long
Kelly Sargent
By Rita Melissano
this solitude…
a cloud cloaking my days
with ease
the silence no word
wants
to escape
Rita Melissano
sitting
on a slice of moon
she smiles
without feeling the sharp
edge
of the dark side
Rita Melissano
writing
on the mind’s walls
all is lost
the red ink of a heart lasts
forever
like a swan feather
Rita Melissano
endless sky...
where
the
sun goes to sleep
Rita Melissano
By Susan Burch
city co-op garden –
not even my own
empire
of dirt
Susan Burch
horrible day –
my haiku
grow
fangs
Susan Burch
By Kristen Lindquist
first
vulture . . .
imagining the past lives
of this old
pine
Kristen Lindquist
sun halo
the
overlapping orbits
of vultures in flight
Kristen Lindquist
lazy creek . . .
the morning air hazy
with
willow fluff
Kristen Lindquist
Wednesday, April 17, 2024
By Patrick Kitchen
mountain town
help wanted signs
in
every window
Patrick Kitchen
summer heat
a box of my things
on
her front porch
Patrick Kitchen
weeding
where should I begin
Patrick Kitchen
By Wiesław Karliński
spring full moon
brightens the garden
yesterday's
laundry
Wiesław Karliński
bird singing
goes silent for a moment
woodcutter's
axe
Wiesław Karliński
By John J. Dunphy
always the leader —
his son's name
at the top of the list
on
the war memorial
John J. Dunphy
By Paula Sears
every stem
balancing its blossom
spring equinox
Paula Sears
spring morn
the green hillside
singing
with sheep
Paula Sears
By Katja Fox
the warm hum
of sleepy
voices —
bedtime stories
Katja Fox
the
sun behind
a dragonfly’s wings—
she prays for
peace
Katja Fox
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