Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Monday, April 25, 2022

By Maya Daneva

unexpected door ring

I hide the spider

under the welcome mat


Maya Daneva

By Tina Mowrey

snowfall

guessing

the season


Tina Mowrey

By Alex Lanzo

swirling colors

around our bait

rainbow trout


Alex Lanzo

By Tuyet Van Do

midnight

crickets serenade

a restless soul


Tuyet Van Do

By John Pappas

so still at the end of the dock a white heron


John Pappas

By Sushama Kapur

could I steal it forever this petrichor


Sushama Kapur

By Priti Khullar

confidence

I do away with

my eyeliner


Priti Khullar

By Louise Hopewell

lost child

her tiny fingers

find mine


Louise Hopewell

Thursday, April 21, 2022

By Alvin B. Cruz

closeness...

the seat between us

marked X


Alvin B. Cruz

By Tim Murphy

document delay 

my amygdala considers 

a ransom amount

Tim Murphy

Tuesday, April 19, 2022

By H. A. Sappho

fourteen billion years

that’s all it took

to make today

H. A. Sappho

Monday, April 18, 2022

By Ruth Holzer 

interrupting tai chi to do something less important

Ruth Holzer

By Deborah Karl-Brandt

bicycle tour…

our mood change

with the wind

Deborah Karl-Brandt

By Robert Beveridge

innocent in white

the swan seems placid until

you try to pet it

Robert Beveridge

By Melanie Alberts

bopping branch to branch music festival


Melanie Alberts

By Stewart C Baker

glasses for the first time I notice a grey hair


Stewart C Baker

Saturday, April 16, 2022

By Lorelyn De la Cruz Arevalo

summer moon

frogs in the pond

speed dating


Lorelyn De la Cruz Arevalo

By Douglas J. Lanzo

raising his sights

young boy unspools

his kite string


Douglas J. Lanzo

By Maria Cristina Pulvirenti

Hazy moon

The flow of interior

monologue



Maria Cristina Pulvirenti

By Ram Chandran

all those wishes...

in the hands of

fountain cleaners


Ram Chandran

By Pippa Phillips

a crack

on the other side

of the mirror


Pippa Phillips

By Vandana Parashar

empty park

my dog and I settle

in married silence


Vandana Parashar

By Tony Williams

spring scent

if I were a horse

I would gallop


Tony Williams

By Susan Bonk Plumridge

a drip on the roof

yesterday's sunshine sounds

far away



Susan Bonk Plumridge

Friday, April 15, 2022

Thursday, April 14, 2022

By Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

how the bluebells bloom within me

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

By Vandana Parashar

cuckoo’s egg in search of my biological parents


Vandana Parashar

Wednesday, April 13, 2022

By Susan K Beard

eating a ripe pear

its life

becomes my life


Susan K Beard

By Paula Sears

one-word

haiku

wordle



Paula Sears