Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Saturday, October 2, 2021

By Chen-ou Liu

sound of spring rain

two umbrellas move closer

to each other

Chen-ou Liu

By Priti Khullar

old photo album

rain trickles down

my window


Priti Khullar

Thursday, September 30, 2021

By Keith Evetts

YouTube listening to the nightingale 


Keith Evetts

By John Hawkhead

drifting mist

she has become

someone else


John Hawkhead

By Sherry Grant

the world scatters growing up once so close


Sherry Grant

Wednesday, September 29, 2021

By John Hawkhead

deep in her pocket

a shallow layer of dust

that once was someone


John Hawkhead

By Silk~

before dinner starlings peppering the reeds


Silk~

By Refika Dedić

darkness

illuminating the path

fireflies


Refika Dedić

Tuesday, September 28, 2021

By Jim Niffen

harvest moon

silently leads me

to your shores


Jim Niffen

By Silk~

cold moon    white spruce trees in a huddle


Silk~

By Lisbeth Ho

faintly heard

gu-zheng strings plucked

under this full moon

soothes the waves of longing for

my ancestors’ land an ocean apart


Lisbeth Ho

By Sherry Grant

poetry a secret code where tomorrow

Sherry Grant

Monday, September 27, 2021

By Minal Sarosh

autumn leaf

pressed between pages

my thoughts


Minal Sarosh

Sunday, September 26, 2021

By Sherry Grant

smiling through apocalypse the new normal


Sherry Grant

By Maria Cristina Pulvirenti

Shooter moon

The solitude assails me

at twilight 


Maria Cristina Pulvirenti

By Roberta Beach Jacobson

rumors of war I spin the globe

Roberta Beach Jacobson

By Jackie Chou

pandemic weight gain

I grow too big

for your heart


Jackie Chou

By Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă

old cinema

flowering cherry 

hide its cracks


Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă

By Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

a little snail

does it know

its destination?
 

Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

By Lee Hudspeth

asleep

our small cat

a spiral galaxy of warm fur

Lee Hudspeth

By Minal Sarosh

a blank page

till the stars decide to fill

the empty night


Minal Sarosh

By Silk~

big sister gently rocking the cradle lilac breeze


Silk~

By Susan Bonk Plumridge

one two . . . thirty-three

toads in the woods emerge

in the dusk


Susan Bonk Plumridge

Saturday, September 25, 2021

By Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

morning shower

the warmth of dreams

down the drain


Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

By Silk~

his eyes slowly closing the space between clouds

Silk~

By Hifsa Ashraf

dust haze the political fraternity’s pledges

Hifsa Ashraf

By Giuliana Ravaglia

unripe raspberries

yesterday's questions

unanswered


Giuliana Ravaglia

By Richa Sharma

thriving on a rainbow self-colored dream


Richa Sharma

By Nani Mariani

is a lake

the quietest

oh lotus flower

miss you more

love love and love


Nani Mariani

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

because i crave the nectar of Andromeda


Tiffany Shaw-Diaz