Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Thursday, July 18, 2024

By Manasa Kaliki

Shooting star I wish to meet you again

Manasa Kaliki

By Srinivasa Rao Sambangi

the moon

enough wealth

for a fortnight

Srinivasa Rao Sambangi

By Mile Lisica

a shiny moon

and crickets sing

at the end of the war

Mile Lisica



блистави месец

и зрикавци певају

на крају рата

Mile Lisica

By Mark Hendrickson

trouble coming

seen from a mile away

summer storms

Mark Hendrickson

By Rita Melissano

leaving

the white pelicans behind

the river turns...

Rita Melissano



 the soundscapes                             

       of this breeze caressing                    

       the trees                                              

       no one knows why only

       silence can stop the wind
          

Rita Melissano

Monday, July 15, 2024

By Albert Schlaht

jingle of coin—

tilting its head

a crow

Albert Schlaht



at sunset

ascending their hill

fire ants

Albert Schlaht

By Wanda Amos

data breach

another drivers license…

the monotony

of proving

i am me

Wanda Amos



now extinct

light from a distant star…

ignoring your call

Wanda Amos

By Stephen Jarrell Williams

singing

around the campfire

flickering of stars

Stephen Jarrell Williams



moonlight

reflecting in your eyes

a lifetime

Stephen Jarrell Williams

By John Hawkhead

drifting blossom

churchmen want to know

where I have been

John Hawkhead



tumbling litter

a gang of street crows

shoots the breeze

John Hawkhead

By Belinda Behne

weeping cherry

waterfalls of pink

laughter


Belinda Behne



dancing in the wet grass

chasing stars

until dawn

Belinda Behne

By Mariangela Canzi

insomnia Blue Moon and I

Mariangela Canzi



bee on tulip at dawn new love

Mariangela Canzi

By Eugeniusz Zacharski

silent night—

a spider slides down

from the hunter's moon

Eugeniusz Zacharski


 

full moon—

even the light that guides the thief

is stolen

Eugeniusz Zacharski

By Cherri Sutphin

teacup

in a garden

water for the birds

Cherri Sutphin



arboretum

a hidden home

for fairies

Cherri Sutphin

By Karen O'Leary

soft music

wafts into my room

in dreams

my son’s song

plays on

Karen O'Leary



scraping to survive

a guitar man

with a broken string

Karen O'Leary

By j rap

Father’s Day

inside our frisbee circle

blur of poodle




j rap


up till dawn …

a shared apple crisp

at Denny’s

j rap

By Elena Zouain

rainbow —

accepting all colors of light


Elena Zouain



sudden downpour —

the smell of the earth

Elena Zouain

By Anthony Ward

Resting by the river

I forget time

Embracing eternity

Anthony Ward



Alone in the library

I browse many books

That remain closed to me

Anthony Ward

By Padma Rajeswari Tata

sundowner

a splash of colors

in my glass

Padma Rajeswari Tata



sleepless

one by one by one …

the swoosh of cars

Padma Rajeswari Tata

By David Ngo

A kite flies freely,

harmonising with the breeze,

its string broken,

surrendering to

the destiny of the wind.

David Ngo



Elephants and turtles

dance in the wind,

while lemongrass and tom yum

swirl in the air,

amidst a babel of languages.

David Ngo

By Ravi Kiran

night lightning

the restlessness

in the stables

Ravi Kiran



koi pond

no sign that says

no fishing

Ravi Kiran

By Krzysztof Kokot

Afghan flower girl

bunches of pink tulip

in her black eyes

Krzysztof Kokot


 

the war

at the butcher's door

skinny dog

Krzysztof Kokot

By Govind Joshi

spring breeze

through the stairway window

the pines

Govind Joshi



spring rain

in the silence

a brown leaf

Govind Joshi

By Deborah Karl-Brandt

strawberries

summer feelings up by two euros

than the year before

Deborah Karl-Brandt


 

perfect summer days for snails another downpour

Deborah Karl-Brandt

By Neena Singh

summer day

a surfer rides

the rising sun


Neena Singh



my arms

cradle the dog

into the grave

Neena Singh

By Tony Williams

city pigeons

always something

to peck at


Tony Williams

 

thunder

answering thunder

with thunder


Tony Williams

By Françoise Maurice

street light

the distant echo

of a birthday party

Françoise Maurice


 

every so often

through the clouds

the Moon

Françoise Maurice

By Marilyn Ashbaugh

jam session

a cupboard lined

with mason jars


Marilyn Ashbaugh



the daisies

say it best

morning sun

Marilyn Ashbaugh

By M. R. Pelletier

Space station—

   who hears the mouse’s

   frightened squeak?

M. R. Pelletier



Kitchen window—

   a stray dog

   in the front yard

M. R. Pelletier