Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Saturday, November 21, 2020

By Pat Davis

stillness

the rising mist

in my whispers


Pat Davis

Friday, November 20, 2020

By B.A. France

autumn rain...

down payment on

spring gardens


B.A. France

By Pippa Phillips

Daylight

trickling into the subway—

satori.

Pippa Phillips

Sunday, November 15, 2020

By B.A. France

cloudless sky...

memories of summer

blackberry preserves


B.A. France

By Pat Geyer

clouds

overtake stars

moon runs

behind darkness...

a race til morning


Pat Geyer

By Taofeek Ayeyemi

forenoon nap . . .

woken by the clinks

of cowbells

 

Taofeek Ayeyemi

By John J. Dunphy

deserted ranch

the corral fence bounded

by a sagebrush


John J. Dunphy

Saturday, November 14, 2020

By Pippa Phillips

The taste of sloe gin

underneath the blackthorn boughs—

a blossom-veiled moon.


Pippa Phillips

By Pat Davis

eyes closed

the water lily

becomes a lotus


Pat Davis

Wednesday, November 11, 2020

By B.A. France

Poppy Seeds



swearing

right hands raised ...

lone veteran salutes



packing bags

   called again

      peace and war



silently walking

arlington cemetery 

— old rose garden


B.A. France

Tuesday, November 10, 2020

Monday, November 9, 2020

By Taofeek Ayeyemi

strumming violin . . .

the garden sweeper

adds to the melody

 

Taofeek Ayeyemi

By Pat Geyer

in a pile

of leaves

sounds of a child's

scattered laughter...

i remember hope


Pat Geyer


Sunday, November 8, 2020

By Peter Jastermsky

senior years a few leaves left to fall


Peter Jastermsky

By B.A. France

warm cigar ash    silent conversation


B.A. France

By Christine L. Villa

bullet train how fast can I forget you 

 

Christine L. Villa

Thursday, November 5, 2020

By Pippa Phillips

Moonlit dewdrop —

the last grain

of rice.

Pippa Phillips