a new year
talks of peace
not
even begun
Marjolein Rotsteeg
hibernation —
I'm struck by an attack
of
hedgehog envy
Marjolein
Rotsteeg
cold North wind
merciless
on
old bones
Marjolein Rotsteeg
moth-eaten quilt
it remains
the
cat’s favourite
Marjolein Rotsteeg
On January 1, 2025 all January poems I have in my computer will be published here.
If you have a Cold Moon Journal acceptance for the new year and it’s not included in that January 1 batch, kindly forward that email to me so I can fix things. I was clearing out the trash and sent folders so a new editor could take over, but apparently things got out of hand! I apologize.
Additionally, I know I had two last poems to use in December. Those are lost as well. So if you are one of these poets, please forward your email to me.
Again, I am sorry for the inconvenience.
~Robin (Roberta Beach Jacobson)
ancient battle
the sea reflects the glare
of
the gold armor
Eugeniusz Zacharski
milky way
the distant road
to
the void
Eugeniusz Zacharski
counting the stars
that never sleep
insomnia
Wanda Amos
Peace on Earth
celebration
c
a n c e l l e d
Wanda Amos
sticking your finger
in a wall socket –
how you keep
testing me
to
see if I really love you
Susan Burch
From a microscope
An angel deformed by light—
A
cell splits in two.
Clint Jovial Delima
After four inspiring years having fun with Cold Moon Journal, I have decided to pass the torch.
If you are interested in assuming editorship/ownership, please drop me a brief email at coldmoonjournal@gmail.com. (No monetary investment is involved, only your time!)
- Roberta Beach Jacobson (Robin)
winter drizzle
i forget my umbrella
in
the train again
Jahnavi Gogoi
footprints in the snow
questioning my
life
choices
Jahnavi Gogoi
poets say
we all have a voice
on a windless night
my cat’s paw
rings
the chimes
Sharon Ferrante
new moon
I reverse my jacket
to
the dark side
Sharon Ferrante
cherry
blossoms
a sick man turns back
for one more look
Srinivasa Rao Sambangi
and on the balconies
snow accumulates—
plastic
flowers
Vincenzo Adamo
my actions
go down in value—
autumn
leaves
Vincenzo Adamo
falling stars—
a pandemic strikes
wishes
Vincenzo Adamo
hidden
in the noise a humpback's song
Mark Gilbert
it’s
winter
when the last
tear-shaped pear
hits
the ground
Mark Gilbert
migratory birds
return to their nests
after winter's chill
I set off to find
you
once more
Fatma Zohra Habis
(December)
fleeting sweetness of the world baklava
Ruth Holzer
(November)
thumb, forefinger
disentangling
the leaves
Jerome Berglund
(October)
eating the last piece
of bread in the world
nuclear toast
Stephen Jarrell Williams
(September)
orange
crush
the long line to buy
MAGA hats
Adele Evershed
(August)
cold tea my life wasted on work
Timothy Daly
(July)
in
the night
croaks from the old pond
all alike
Keith Evetts
(June)
an old man
gazing up to heaven
wondering when
Stephen Jarrell Williams
Major congratulations to these talented poets.
outside table...
the seagull waits
for
crumbs
Thomas Landgraf
winter afternoon...
the homeless woman
paints
a cathedral
Thomas Landgraf
you & I talk, don’t
talk, secrets held like fire in
our hands, burning to
our souls, red-hot scars searing
deep
into our memories
Lorraine Caputo
faded dried roses
she was so cheerful
when
she was alive
Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont