Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Sunday, July 11, 2021

By Pippa Phillips

basket of sunflower seeds holding the future for me

Pippa Phillips

By Angiola Ingese

illuminated 

the night without moon-

white flowers


Angiola Ingese

Saturday, July 10, 2021

By Marilyn Ward

the ballerina

twirls her tutu...

pink Oleander


Marilyn Ward

By GRIX

mid-sentence a slow-passing comma

GRIX

By Vincenzo Adamo

autumn wind-

I walk with dreams

still in your pocket


Vincenzo Adamo

By Lakshmi Iyer

paddling the stars

in the dark sky

I dream

of heaven beyond

my reach


Lakshmi Iyer

By Teji Sethi

orange hour

sun sinks into

a cloud of dust


Teji Sethi

By Kayla Drouilhet

mid snore…

his hand still rubbing

my back

Kayla Drouilhet

By Pippa Phillips

coffee at midnight

smoke

in a starless sky

Pippa Phillips

Friday, July 9, 2021

By Chen-ou Liu

mountain lake ...

clothed in moonlight

prom date and me


Chen-ou Liu

By Lori A Minor

we jump in

drunk and naked

college fountain


Lori A Minor

Thursday, July 8, 2021

By Madeleine Vinluan

grief surfaced

I saw its face

dying moon


Madeleine Vinluan

By Mona Bedi

last breath

three generations

bid farewell


Mona Bedi

By Baisali Chatterjee Dutt

lockdown blues

the parrot beats its wings

against the cage


Baisali Chatterjee Dutt

By John J. Dunphy

my bibliophile friend

an unread book beside him

in the coffin


John J. Dunphy

Wednesday, July 7, 2021

By Joe Sebastian

nibbling bread crumbs

under the Zen garden bridge

a school of koi


Joe Sebastian

Monday, July 5, 2021

By Claire Ninham

lawn mown —

the distant hum

of a wildflower meadow

Claire Ninham

By Keith Evetts

blots

in my notes the poems

found in clouds

Keith Evetts

By GRIX

cloudbusting, I loosen the rainbow’s colors

GRIX

By John J. Dunphy

graveside service

a mourner's umbrella

too red


John J. Dunphy

By Joanna Ashwell

chalk dust

the tennis ball

bouncing dew


Joanna Ashwell

By Maria Tirenescu

waiting for the eclipse sun and moon


Maria Tirenescu

By Vincenzo Adamo

sparrows. . .

the echo on the bare branches

of your whisper


Vincenzo Adamo

Sunday, July 4, 2021

By Joe Sebastian

Spring in full bloom—

bees bumping

into bees

Joe Sebastian

By Mona Bedi

summer sun

my indigo dress fades

into a new blue


Mona Bedi

By Dennis Andrew Aguinaldo

fallen mango

a bruise blooms

before dawn


Dennis Andrew S. Aguinaldo

Thursday, July 1, 2021

By John J. Dunphy

old unabridged dictionary

its words reduced

by bookworms


John J. Dunphy