Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Sunday, October 27, 2024

By Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont

airplane in flight

above the clouds

it's so easy

to cross borders

when you have papers

Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont

By Mohua Maulik

quicksand…

extending a hand

from across the seas


Mohua Maulik



amongst the folds

a cache

should I unpack

the emotions

or tighten the straps

Mohua Maulik

By Xiaoou Chen

fitful sea-breeze

snatches of sailors’ song

waft to my ears

Xiaoou Chen

By Belinda Behne

a monarch kisses my brow

mistaking me for a flower


Belinda Behne

 


at the laundromat

I share my change

with a stranger

Belinda Behne

By Monica Kakkar

a wisp of ecru

hovers over the cradle . . .

the moon at midday

Monica Kakkar

Thursday, October 24, 2024

By Sam Calhoun

last leaf of the maple

cups the last star in the sky—

is this love

Sam Calhoun

By Elena Zouain

autumn solitude —

the moon at my window


Elena Zouain



silence of the forest —

the stag's bellow reaches the stars


Elena Zouain

By Rita R. Melissano

meeting again the old pain disappears

Rita R. Melissano



welcoming

the precious beauty

of ordinary days

this morning begins

with pearls of dew

Rita R. Melissano

By Richard Bailly

heaven on earth

grandmother's blueberry pie--

a la mode

Richard Bailly



viewing

all my memories...

online

Richard Bailly

Wednesday, October 23, 2024

By Roy N. Mason

Your AARP Membership Has Arrived


Waiting On The Day

I Look Back At All This

And Laugh

Roy N. Mason

Tuesday, October 22, 2024

By Joanna Ashwell

already too far

from the nightglow

a tidal wishing star

Joanna Ashwell



what we said

to the snow

an igloo’s hush

Joanna Ashwell



willow river

the bend within

a dreamer’s forest

Joanna Ashwell



pressing daisies

back into my memory

summer’s end

Joanna Ashwell



a morning chill

that old cardigan

wrapped around me again

Joanna Ashwell

By Scott Wiggerman

ten sentences

as the narrative

rambles on . . .

all I wanted was

a simple yes or no

Scott Wiggerman



the failure

of espresso love

I no longer

remember

his name

Scott Wiggerman



sunflower

steeped too long

in loneliness

Scott Wiggerman



windchill

the bitter icicles

of absence

Scott Wiggerman

By Robert Witmer

another possession

lost and found

yesterday

Robert Witmer



daylight fades . . .

a child's smile

lost in thought

Robert Witmer



waves darken

beneath the wind

the harmony of whales

Robert Witmer



angels arriving

on tiny parachutes

milkweed

Robert Witmer

Monday, October 21, 2024

By Chad Parenteau

Morning Camp


Photographing

the trees that scared us

first night.

Chad Parenteau

 

 


 

Morning Foliage

Chad Parenteau

Sunday, October 20, 2024

By Katie Montagna

"Shut the gate”

reads the sign

on the open gate


Katie Montagna

By Tejendra Sherchan

a national daily’s

thought for today column—

blank!

Tejendra Sherchan

By Janet Krauss

As I place the hearing aid

in my ear, a bell rings within,

an invitation to enter

a sanctum of sound where

voices inspire, cajole and comfort.

Janet Krauss

By Sarah Mahina Calvello

Feeling renewed

In a knitted sweater

Vanilla coffee

Sarah Mahina Calvello

By Timothy Daly

unsaved number

telling her

I met someone

Timothy Daly

By Sharon Martina

night-blooming jasmine

a whiff

of moonlight

Sharon Martina

By Eugeniusz Zacharski

sunlight

bit by bit

blossom

Eugeniusz Zacharski

By Srinivasa Rao Sambangi

giving the poet

a longer life

late-blooming cherries

Srinivasa Rao Sambangi

By Govind Joshi

in the cornfield

a lone woman

looks at the future

Govind Joshi

By K. Ramesh

long journey...

mirage after

mirage

K. Ramesh

By Tuyet Van Do

paramedic class

students stand in line

sterilizing hands


Tuyet Van Do

By Shasta Hatter

homegrown tomatoes

in the break room

comradery

Shasta Hatter

Saturday, October 19, 2024

By Paula Sears

day moon

slipping off her fairy wings

for naptime

Paula Sears


 

dawn curled in the field a fawn

Paula Sears



riding

the train wind . . .

seeds of wildflowers

Paula Sears



orchard sundown . . .

the porcupine nibbles

a dropped apple

Paula Sears



fiddlers’ festival

a kick of hickory

in the pulled pork


Paula Sears

Friday, October 18, 2024

By Nicoletta Ignatti

low tide —

adding a day

to my years

Nicoletta Ignatti



autumn deepens —

the many varieties

of shadows

Nicoletta Ignatti