Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Friday, November 17, 2023

By Samo Kreutz

leaves on the roof ...

the softness of her voice

after heated talk

Samo Kreutz

By Steliana Cristina Voicu

music from the sky

on the piano flaps

first yellow leaf


Steliana Cristina Voicu

By Susan Elizabeth Schipper

Leaves floating

To the ground

Colorful carpet


Susan Elizabeth Schipper

Tuesday, November 14, 2023

Pushcart Prize Nominations

 

Pushcart Prize Poetry Nominations

from Cold Moon Journal (poems published during 2023)


untitled (first line: a scattered mind) by Nicola Schaum


untitled (first line: autumn) by Sébastien Revon


untitled (first line: red glitter shoes) by Randy Brooks


untitled (first line: bread crumbs) by Mike Fainzilber


untitled (first line: where the leaf) by Brad Bennett


untitled (first line: old button) by Kimberly Kuchar


Congratulations to all (from the Pushcat)!

By Tom Brown

passing on the street

                 we remain perfect strangers

                                           as only our eyes have met

Tom Brown

By Tuyet Van Do

birthday celebration

strands of silver

in her hair


Tuyet Van Do

 

*

 

full moon

shining in the front yard

queen of the night

Tuyet Van Do

Monday, November 13, 2023

By Bipasha Majumder (De)

a peacock's cry

I foretell the fate

of farmers

Bipasha Majumder (De)

By Barrie Levine

Thanksgiving Day

mom invites the in-laws

to this year’s arguments

Barrie Levine

By Bernadette O'Reilly

truth half told

still waiting for more

autumn mist

Bernadette O'Reilly

 

 

the creak in one knee tying a shoelace

Bernadette O'Reilly

Sunday, November 12, 2023

By Mike Fainzilber

dancing on a crooked floor

the memory

of crutches


Mike Fainzilber


*


against all odds

blades of grass

through the pavement


Mike Fainzilber

By Maya Daneva

lemon petals

mom asks if I want to be

this bee

Maya Daneva


*


caught

in the autumn rain shower

a post-it note

Maya Daneva

By J. D. Nelson

television news—

Christmas tree lights reflected

in the black dog’s eyes

J. D. Nelson


*


last day of autumn . . .

an abandoned shopping cart

here on the sidewalk

J. D. Nelson

By Susan Lee Roberts

grandma’s shelf—

a dusty pile

of my poems

Susan Lee Roberts


*

 

autumn moonwalk

silence engulfs

the couple


Susan Lee Roberts

By Michelle V. Alkerton

each retelling

a subtle shift

of memory


Michelle V. Alkerton

By Meera Rehm

bone moon

icy wind penetrates

into my coat into me

Meera Rehm

By Monica Kakkar

by rain-washed window

asleep in perspiration—

autumn equinox

Monica Kakkar

By Michael Shoemaker

 

The Road to Beyond

Michael Shoemaker

 

 

Tall Grass by the Lake

Michael Shoemaker

By Mary Harwell Sayler

Ocean waves ruffling

skirting the edge of hot sand,

lacing shoes with foam

Mary Harwell Sayler

By Myrna CG Mibus

fireside old-fashioned blue moon hiding in a tree

Myrna CG Mibus

By Marilyn Humbert

silent death

a scorpion’s tail

flicks

Marilyn Humbert

By Michael Shoemaker

casting light tackle

high into the wind above

crashing sounds of waves

Michael Shoemaker

Friday, November 10, 2023

By Christa Pandey

naked trees

windblown nests

await repairs


Christa Pandey

By Carmela Marino

solar eclipse

a bouquet of sunflowers

covers autumn

Carmela Marino


*


starry sky

stumbling in the shadow

my shadow

Carmela Marino

By Cecil Morris

Black Marks


crows patrol my yard:

punctuation marks escaped

from someone’s sentence.


Cecil Morris

By Charlie Lawler

falling leaves

history returns

to the ground

Charlie Lawler

By Gavin Austin

late autumn

a scent of moonlight

in the pines

Gavin Austin


*


childhood river

the silence

of hidden stones

Gavin Austin

By Govind Joshi

street lamp

on the other side

the gibbous moon

Govind Joshi


*


sloping road

a man helps his bullock

in moving the cart

Govind Joshi

By Nancy Brady

autumn afternoon

migrant workers give apples

to a mare

Nancy Brady


*


the rustling of leaves

under a rake's tangs

autumn wind

Nancy Brady

By Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

ring of pebbles

the grey path

of my thoughts


Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo


*

 

roses in the dust

the dead eyes

of refugee children

Anna Maria Domburg-Sancristoforo

By Ravi Kiran

temple gates close

the bell dissolves

into the silence

Ravi Kiran