dad’s chair
the worn cushion
beneath
the cat
Robert Witmer
white nights
the ghost by the fire
asleep
Robert Witmer
babushka
memories wrapped in cabbage
baba's
twinkling eyes
Robert Witmer
Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier
Friday, November 8, 2024
By Richard Bailly
climbing
to reach her soul
ivy
Richard Bailly
riding
a tricycle—
again
Richard Bailly
By Ravi Kiran
candied bacon
the ice cream flavours
she
loved
Ravi Kiran
on a leaf
still holding on
first
snow
Ravi Kiran
dry riverbed
it’s time to become
strangers
again
Ravi Kiran
Thursday, November 7, 2024
By Kelly Sargent
a new sprig
on the horizon
baby’s
breath
Kelly Sargent
questioning
why no more shooting stars
Kelly Sargent
double
consonants recalling the little things
Kelly Sargent
pistachio shells
under the couch cushions
self-help
workbook
Kelly Sargent
By Pippa Phillips
an
S shape in the window of her content
Pippa Phillips
cold morning
the curl of a cat’s tail
around
my wrist
Pippa Phillips
unable
to be myself
autumn
leaf
Pippa Phillips
snail shell
the curl of a day
into
itself
Pippa Phillips
Wednesday, November 6, 2024
Monday, November 4, 2024
Nominations for the 2025 Pushcart Prize (Poetry)
Mar 26:
periodic table
the stars that flow
through us
Eugeniusz Zacharski
Apr 5:
closed clinic
another choice
terminated
Scott Wiggerman
Apr 9:
gentle dawn ...
the haiku remains
unfinished
Samo Kreutz
Apr 22:
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
Oct 6:
long weekend
the news comes
on a friday
Jerome Berglund
Oct 12:
fake profile —
why would anyone
want
to be me
Susan Burch
Big congratulations to our six Pushcart nominees!
Nominations for the Touchstone Awards are underway, so please remain patient. Uploading the data for 30 poems is taking considerable time and effort. It's a lengthy process, but the Touchstone announcement will be posted at the journal once everything is finished.
Sunday, November 3, 2024
By Michael Minassian
Because it has 3 lines
and you mention spring
doesn’t
make it a haiku.
Michael Minassian
By Mike Gallagher
six
crocodiles
a thousand years
among the reeds
Mike
Gallagher
struggling
up the hill
stragglers
Mike Gallagher
By Alexis Rotella
To become a butterfly
I spill out
my
guts
Alexis Rotella
tree
frog a pendant I'll never wear around my neck
Alexis
Rotella
a
note to myself reminding me to eat
Alexis
Rotella
By RJ Humbl’
Tired old gent
Up the Apple and Pears
And
done
RJ Humbl’
Cup of Rosie
With each warm embrace
Steam
leaves
RJ Humbl’
Friday, November 1, 2024
By Pitt Büerken
skyscraper
the
window cleaner comes
from above
Pitt Büerken
joyride
the
engine oil level
warning light flashes
Pitt Büerken
winter
approaches
a summer love ends
for good
Pitt Büerken
Thursday, October 31, 2024
By Cecil Morris
Haunted
all
night long the ghosts
creak through the house on mouse
feet
whispering regrets
Cecil Morris
Wednesday, October 30, 2024
Tuesday, October 29, 2024
By Stephen Jarrell Williams
running
out of words
tired
poet
Stephen Jarrell Williams
eating the last piece
of bread in the world
nuclear
toast
Stephen Jarrell Williams
By Isabella Mori
love song ...
through the soles
of my old sneakers
listening for the whisperings
of
the street
Isabella Mori
across
the lawn
the lawless reach
of blackberries
Isabella Mori
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
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