Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Tuesday, November 26, 2024

By Susan Lee Roberts

ocean breeze...

together we walk

the life-long jetty

Susan Lee Roberts



onion—

layers of

unexpressed sweetness

Susan Lee Roberts

By Neena Singh

football field—

a sparrow holds

the goal post

Neena Singh



insomnia

stray dogs bark

all night

Neena Singh



margosa shade

the corn seller

fans her coal


Neena Singh

By Elena Zouain

red chrysanthemum —

the color of a memory

Elena Zouain



silence of the forest —

the deer’s bellow

reaches the moon

Elena Zouain

Monday, November 25, 2024

By Jerome Berglund

forced perspective

finding pockets

in the shallows

Jerome Berglund



thumb, forefinger

disentangling

the leaves

Jerome Berglund



beneath

the clouded surface

glimpses of movement

Jerome Berglund

By Jennifer Gurney

the number of

planes buzzing overhead

now outnumbers

the clouds, the birds

even the stars

Jennifer Gurney


 

days shortening

little by little

leaning into fall


Jennifer Gurney

By Barrie Levine

lost glove

he warms her hand

in both of his

Barrie Levine



phantom ring

on her left hand

stages of grief

Barrie Levine

By Susan Burch

roundabout we get through it

Susan Burch



peacock brooch

when did I stop

feeling pretty

Susan Burch

By Fatma Zohra Habis

harvest moon

far from the war zone

children's laughter

Fatma Zohra Habis

By Michael Shoemaker

 

Along the Fence Line

Michael Shoemaker

By Chad Henry

yellow tablecloth

a handful of sage

starting to crumble

Chad Henry



midsummer dusk

rain on the skylight

the cat hears it first

 

Chad Henry

By Bryan Rickert

the silence

     it brings

          prairie frost

Bryan Rickert



pretending

I’m a gardener–

three tomato harvest

 

Bryan Rickert



digging out

a thorn

this struggle

to remove

you

Bryan Rickert

By John J. Dunphy

God

god

a god

no god

John J. Dunphy



visitation

the deceased and I wear

the same color tie

John J. Dunphy



communion Sunday

our church's body of Christ

gluten-free

John J. Dunphy

By Arvinder Kaur

walk as usual

but this time the magic

of leaf shadows

Arvinder Kaur



woven into my insignificance gossamer threads

Arvinder Kau

By Tony Williams

when I was young

and a cat

and not some kind of man


Tony Williams



an owl’s

vowels

around midnight


Tony Williams

By John Pappas

winter lavender how I know you’re here

John Pappas



dropping blossoms

how little of this world

is ours
 

John Pappas

By Brad Bennett

an easement

onto conservation land

morning mist

Brad Bennett

By Steliana Cristina Voicu

Sunday Service

the way the Archangel

from the stained glass

scatters its light

on your shoulder

Steliana Cristina Voicu



one more

night without you…

just the wind

and the autumn lights

grow at my window

Steliana Cristina Voicu

By Jiel Narvekar

Lush green, freshly cut

Golden rays caress the edges

Crafty, plastic turf

Jiel Narvekar

By Chen-ou Liu

hometown memories

I still hold on to

snowflakes in the wind

Chen-ou Liu



happy or not

just to be as I am ...

patches of fog

Chen-ou Liu

Friday, November 22, 2024

By David Ngo

a flower blooms

only when it is history

David Ngo

By Douglas J. Lanzo

early sunset

the questions

we never got to ask

Douglas J. Lanzo

By Govind Joshi

mountain valley

in the old house

night song of the stream
 

Govind Joshi

By David Cox

crepuscular…

evening’s masterstroke

this band of Hopper red

David Cox

By Alexis Rotella

again the muffled ache of bitter persimmons

Alexis Rotella

By Steve Van Allen

ephemeral morning moon

like so many things

in this transient world

Steve Van Allen

By Jovana Dragojlovic

a gentle touch

on the shoulder...

after all - you

Jovana Dragojlovic

By Bernadette O'Reilly

first eye surgery

colour has come back

into my life

Bernadette O'Reilly

By Oscar Luparia

long autumn hike . . .

feeling free

from time


Oscar Luparia

By Krzysztof Kokot

autumn full moon–

over the old man's bed

cloud after cloud

Krzysztof Kokot

By Srinivasa Rao Sambangi

dawn—

the street sweeper hauls

the night's fall

Srinivasa Rao Sambangi