Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Sunday, June 9, 2024

By Mark Gilbert

mayfly

in June

a life

cut short

Mark Gilbert



scarecrow

smiling through

the hurricane

Mark Gilbert

By Julianne Carlile

how stunning to see

in the bright white clean birdbath

five baby bluebirds

Julianne Carlile

By Refika Dedić

memory

between the cherry trees

the invisible guest

Refika Dedić



under the sky

between flowers

only silence

Refika Dedić

By Neena Singh

sunflowers

still face the sun...

war zone

Neena Singh

By Barrie Levine

wheeled away

to his private room

dad and his stories

Barrie Levine

By Bryan Rickert

another mass shooting stars

Bryan Rickert



continental

   drift

  the

    ragged

  edge

       you

   left

     behind

Bryan Rickert

 

 

spring rain

the slow sex

of turtles

Bryan Rickert



grackle vocabulary in translation the spring wind

Bryan Rickert

By Tsanka Shishkova

getting older … but the wind of spring

Tsanka Shishkova

 

 

antique shop

a lady recalls the fashion

of her youth

Tsanka Shishkova

 

 

 long list

of charming mistakes

her diary

Tsanka Shishkova

By Rupa Anand

when daughters become mothers full circle

Rupa Anand



taking a vow

of silence

singing bowl

Rupa Anand

Saturday, June 8, 2024

By Dmitry Peredonov

shockumentary

an unidentified corpse

whispers my name

Dmitry Peredonov



a glass of absinthe

my granny’s chest of drawers

creaking in French

Dmitry Peredonov

By Adrian Bouter

bricks —

the wallflower attracts

a butterfly

Adrian Bouter

By Hassane Zemmouri

comfort

the kidney stone out

with the pain

Hassane Zemmouri

By Maya Daneva

inside this fried fish    a fishhook

Maya Daneva



church mass progresses

sticking to each other

candles

Maya Daneva

By Manasa Kaliki

In the summer night

in the cool wind and soft moon

I attained rebirth


Manasa Kaliki

By Kamrun Nahar

wake up

in the sea of mistakes

as a flower

Kamrun Nahar



shadow of death…

wanders from door to door

like a dark ghost

Kamrun Nahar

By Sarah Mahina Calvello

Lemon grass tea sipping

Watching this crazy world

Go by in a blink

Sarah Mahina Calvello

 

 

Jigsaw jazz

Beautiful, misplaced chaos

Blue shadowy moon


Sarah Mahina Calvello

By Janet Krauss

Starlings descend

from the sky

a meteor shower of stars

Janet Krauss

Friday, June 7, 2024

By Stephen C. Curro

no reception

the music

of the river

Stephen C. Curro



daybreak

the gurgle

of the coffeemaker

Stephen C. Curro

By Brad Bennett

the loom

of indigo clouds

thistle silk

Brad Bennett

By Risë Daniels

autumn leaves ...

this sorrow from

letting you go

Risë Daniels



sudden shower…

my mantra

shifts rhythm

Risë Daniels



cherry festival

her blush

betrays her

Risë Daniels

By J. D. Nelson


near the shelter where I lived grasshopper in my face

J. D. Nelson



logizomai I walk & walk but don’t advance


J. D. Nelson



first leaves of spring now we’re talkin’!


J. D. Nelson



out of the corner of my eye crow & crow again


J. D. Nelson



thoughts of dewdrop universes roofers laugh in the wind


J. D. Nelson

By Tony Williams

a piece of red amber—

I like it

because she loves it


Tony Williams

By Robert Witmer

a child

shoehorned into a dream

the long walk home

Robert Witmer



a name

in a forgotten book

somewhere in the middle

Robert Witmer

By Adrian Bouter

pristine pines

the narrow path

having no end

Adrian Bouter

Thursday, June 6, 2024

By Randy Brooks

brothers

pestering each other

in the back seat

now fallen angels

both asleep

Randy Brooks

By Mark Forrester

crocus blossoms

cupping the snow

in her small hands


Mark Forrester



green heron

as still

as the pond


Mark Forrester



mountain trail

at every turn

the moon’s tug


Mark Forrester



river glass . . .

the cool smoothness

of his lies


Mark Forrester

By Noah Berlatsky

Look! And you, look too!

In the waterfall, the hawk

sees its reflection.

Noah Berlatsky

By Jerome Berglund

sprig of parsley

along the back steps looking

almost intentional

Jerome Berglund



gradually the light

leaves us… our eyes adjust

so we don’t notice

Jerome Berglund



waving

away the gnats

half dandelion

Jerome Berglund

By JL Huffman

less traveled lane

Why did the kudzu

cross the road?

JL Huffman



senior living

rust and dent models

inside and out

JL Huffman