Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Monday, July 8, 2024

By Eavonka Ettinger

redwood forest

the persistent knock

of a woodpecker

Eavonka Ettinger



on the tip

of my tongue...

raindrops

Eavonka Ettinger



a whirlwind

   of dandelions

twisted wishes

Eavonka Ettinger

By Fatma Zohra Habis

winter isolation

I read a book

with a thousand pages

Fatma Zohra Habis

By Lafcadio

soon I will hardly

remember you at all

a soap bubble

floating in the breeze

waiting to be popped

Lafcadio



jolted awake—

sunbeams infused

with wrensong

Lafcadio

By James Penha

mouse cage trap catches

chameleon; color change

does not liberate


James Penha

By Jerome Berglund

bustling stillness

how is

your vacation?

Jerome Berglund



pouring night

possum darts sheltered

beneath eaves

Jerome Berglund

By Vandana Parashar

a million gods

we all need someone

to blame

Vandana Parashar

By John J. Dunphy

"happy independence day"

I wish the son who lives

in our basement

John J. Dunphy

By Peter Jastermsky

joy of missing out those who know know

Peter Jastermsky



eyes drifting in a sound that won’t carry

Peter Jastermsky



sorting the past

a sock drawer

of tiny feet

Peter Jastermsky


rewriting the terms of past tense

Peter Jastermsky

By Gareth Nurden

early april

soft voice

of a cherry blossom

Gareth Nurden



spring night

an open-winged silhouette

floating into obscurity

Gareth Nurden



dawn

a hazy wildflower field

springs to life

Gareth Nurden

By Steliana Cristina Voicu

July in Santorini —

climbing stairs

to the Moon

Steliana Cristina Voicu

By Olinda Ninolakis

small change

jingles in my pocket

lepta coins

Olinda Ninolakis



a perfect stone arch

waves thrum waves weave waves recede

magic in the air

Olinda Ninolakis

By J. D. Nelson

sudden shower at the bus stop landscapers turn on the sprinklers

J. D. Nelson



ok moon behind the clouds we can see you


J. D. Nelson



secret garden the space between an evening nap & bedtime


J. D. Nelson

Friday, July 5, 2024

By Debbie Strange

The Blur of Seasons


images and words
Debbie Strange



spring - falling into flight







 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

summer - speaking in tongues of tides







autumn - so many graceful ways to die






 

 

 

 

 


 

 


 

 

winter - we soften into ourselves

 

Tuesday, July 2, 2024

By Alexis Rotella

Lily of the Nile

the cat I loved

from our other life

Alexis Rotella

By Phillipa Trelford

moonlit trawling

no end to

hidden depths

Phillipa Trelford

By Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

rumbling thunder

the things we shouldn't

have said

Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

By Anna Goluba

I close my eyes

Another universe

Opens

Anna Goluba

By Gordon Lewis

Dreamt a dream asleep

She went into the dark night

Gone forevermore”


Gordon Lewis

By Chris Kastle

nibbling the shoreline

watery teeth

always hungry

Chris Kastle

By Kavita Ratna

a tail wagging

from the branches

torn kite

Kavita Ratna

By JL Huffman

evening shower

lemon light gilds the garden

petrichor

JL Huffman

By Ann Smith

climbing

in front of me

a mountain rose

Ann Smith

By Ron Scully

cauliflower cloud

untilled burrows

of the victory garden

Ron Scully

By Maya Daneva

camping lullaby the sound of jumping trout

Maya Daneva

By Louise Hopewell

twisting tree roots

the sign says warning

snakes inhabit this area

Louise Hopewell

By Jonathan English

crescent moon—

a sharp sound of sirens

pierces the dusk

Jonathan English

By Joshua Gage

winter chill—

the bathroom scale

spins higher


Joshua Gage

By Susan Burch

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racing the tornado not winn

Susan Burch