Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Wednesday, September 15, 2021

By Louise Hopewell

the swing dangles

by a single chain

lockdown fatigue


Louise Hopewell

By Cynthia Anderson

gathering clouds—

unsure if memory

still serves


Cynthia Anderson

By Radhamani Sarma

playing dice

mouthful

of prediction

Radhamani Sarma

By Kyoko Bengala

intimacy

veils of melancholy

turn yellow 


Kyoko Bengala

By Samo Kreutz

cold autumn

trembling in the rain

the sound of a bell

Samo Kreutz

By Surashree Joshi

deep woods

I go to meet

myself


Surashree Joshi

By Joanna Ashwell

a starless night

I make my own

kind of wonder

Joanna Ashwell

By Stephen Toft

a cello left

in the school gym…

winter dusk


Stephen Toft

By Krzysztof Kokot

old post office

I still haven't sent a letter

to you


Krzysztof Kokot

By Mirela Brăilean

empty shell

the truth

which I still hide

Mirela Brăilean

By Kelly Sauvage

southern heat the bristle of a gentleman’s whiskers

Kelly Sauvage

By Christopher Peys

stress fracture —

this paper spine breaks

as our favorite story unfolds
 

Christopher Peys

By Michael Morell

mudroom

remnants of the road

remnants of me


Michael Morell

By Maria Teresa Sisti

autumn moon

silent another summer

walks away
 

Maria Teresa Sisti

By Zahra Mughis

heat island

kids next door

plant a tree

Zahra Mughis

Tuesday, September 14, 2021

By Claire Ninham

5 am rain

pigeons tap-dancing

on the tiles

Claire Ninham

By Stephen Toft

dancing leaves

a misprint

in the ballet score


Stephen Toft

Monday, September 13, 2021

By Mirela Brăilean

the same story with a prince on a white horse...

Mirela Brăilean

By Michael Morell

vaccines the new arms race

Michael Morell

By Mircea Moldovan

a worm between me and the rest


Mircea Moldovan

By Claire Ninham

housebound the mountain stairs

Claire Ninham

By Kelly Sauvage

becoming . . .  vinegar on the collard greens
 

Kelly Sauvage

Sunday, September 12, 2021

By Helen Ogden

mindfulness …

seeking the forest

… in the trees

Helen Ogden

By Agus Maulana Sunjaya

a murder of crows

in the bare branch

just before the dusk

answering my question

with questions


Agus Maulana Sunjaya

By Cynthia Anderson

improvising

the birds I can’t see

for the trees


Cynthia Anderson

By Tsanka Shishkova

again

in the treehouse ...

so long ago

Tsanka Shishkova

By Laughing waters

autumn sun

placing my shade

on the fresh stump

Laughing waters

By Samo Kreutz

a walk in the woods

instead of mushrooms

I pick memories

Samo Kreutz

By Surashree Joshi

the whispers

of unheard stories

forest trail


Surashree Joshi

By Zahra Mughis

noisy garden

a sunflower nods

to a buzzing bee


Zahra Mughis