Morning of January 12, 2025

Open for submissions: https://madswirl.com/submissions/

 

wormholes calculating the mass extinction of birds

~Kelly Moyer

all in good faith her atheism

~Kelly Moyer

arctic axes parallel at the midline of her latitude

~Kelly Moyer

city lights

I look at the star map

on my phone

wondering what lies

beyond

~Ana Drobot

sun rays

the geometry

of happiness

~Ana Drobot

robin rustles leaves

lunch among old beer cans

~Steve Van Allen

each day I wake up

and wish

we were not in hell

~Noah Berlatsky

Ages of Man

stone

bronze

iron

plastic

fused sand

~David C. Kopaska-Merkel

a good poem

would have been submitted

for publication

~David C. Kopaska-Merkel

waning moon…

i turn back

into myself

~Anne Fox

chrysalis…

i move into my next stage

of stasis

~Anne Fox

after tremor

prolonged shaking

of the power lines

~Tejendra Sherchan

new math…

the moon

no closer

~Anne Fox

asphaleia:

the earthworm's take

on space-time

~Kelly Moyer

inner space…

i make room in my head

for a recliner

~Anne Fox

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Open now: https://coldmoonjournal.blogspot.com/

Afternoon of January 10, 2025

new year’s eve

time to start last year’s

resolutions

~Sharon Ferrante

war news the creeping kudzu

~John Pappas

no matter what I write indifferent winter

~John Pappas

year’s end

a letter marked

return to sender

~John Pappas

the calm

before the

bam

~Jennifer Gurney

loss for words

watching your beauty up close

ai generated

~Jiel Narvekar

rewilded garden

in my dreams

I am the butterfly

~Rashmi VeSa

my puppy

meets friends —

flea exchange

~Tomislav Maretic

farewell —

remembering my first day

at work

~Debarati Sen

I remember this bistro

and the handsome man

on the mandolin

we ate escargot—

wrote our death poem

in the rain

~Sharon Ferrante

seven years

a broken spider

on the mirror

~Sharon Ferrante

though nevermore

still you carve my name

on the white whale

~Sharon Ferrante

sleepwalking

from planet to planet

again you don’t know

where you left

my double moons

~Sharon Ferrante

hiss and tell the Year of the Snake

~Rashmi VeSa

Afternoon of January 9, 2025

2025

and they thought we'd have

jet packs and flying cars

~Melissa Dennison

he noted the absence of snoods in the zeitgeist

~Patrick Sweeney

he'd spring impossible math problems on you

and always in front of someone

you secretly loved

~Patrick Sweeney

blue-eyed gaze

of an orange cat

is that the face

of one who hunts

for birds and mice

~Jackie Chou

'Shouting indistinctly' in the old war movie, a guy from the neighborhood

~Patrick Sweeney

underground railroad

a Mississippi river town

no one knows

~Randy Brooks

at the top of the stairs

out of mother’s closet

a prom dress

~Randy Brooks

Piece In The Valley

here a gun

there a gun

everywhere

a gun gun

~dan smith

It’s funny

What you remember

Under a vast sky

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

Late night,

I look up

to greet

the self-loathing

I was hoping

to save

for tomorrow.

~Noah Berlatsky

angry

origami cranes

paper cuts

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

high winds

a dozen ravens

hold the maple down

~Tom Blessing

a murder of crows

the tree pretending

it's dead

~Patricia Carragon

icy pavements

resolutions

just slipping away

~Melissa Dennison

alley

in front of his cardboard box

a welcome mat

~John J. Dunphy

The Zen of Old Timers

breaking pots

fleeting thoughts

perfecting non-attachment

~dan smith

winter seclusion, when there's no sugar bowl to break

~Patrick Sweeney

winter horsefly, go on with your bad self

~Patrick Sweeney

another hyperventilating method actor on channel 5

~Patrick Sweeney

New Year's Day

unmasking the old year

with the new one

~Patricia Carragon

no red envelopes

given or received

by relatives

are we losing face

this new snake year

~Jackie Chou

 

 

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Morning of January 6, 2025

  Open for submissions again:  https://horrorkujournal.blogspot.com

 

critical

mass

ive

gather

ed to

gether

~Bob Carlton

toy shovels

in Zen gardens

buried moons

~Elliot Diamond

opening the new year

like an easy-to-peel clementine

January

~Jennifer Gurney

re-frig-er-a-tor / winter chill is on its way / please do not unplug

~Charles A. Perrone

after the break-up

sorting through unerased

digital remnants

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

death stuck under the nails

and took away the fingers

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

pigeon cities

postcards

from the war

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

Tequila sipping

Dreaming of the moment

When things seem right

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

It was a lie

The cards are on the table

Unmasking

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

not yet

going over the edge

borderline

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

Elementary Particulars


photons and protons

gluons and muons

bosons and so ons

~Bob Carlton

I don't know how much poems cost

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

on a frozen pond

geese that chose not to migrate

having second thoughts

~John H. Dromey

office toasty warm

time to butter up the boss

and ask for a raise

~John H. Dromey

the prison

and my world

I see no difference

~Tejendra Sherchan

 

 

Afternoon of January 3, 2025

it's not the New Year until someone starts talking about the end of the world

~Patrick Sweeney

Clue Map

maiden voyage of a monarch chrysalis

flagship's horn echoing

across the bay

maiden voyage of a monarch chrysalis

                                    childhood dreams

                                    coming alive

maiden voyage of a monarch chrysalis

                                                                    one more sign

                                                                    to rebuild my faith

~Roman Lyakhovetsky

tranquil clouds passing

in my heart

a doubt

~Noah Berlatsky

just me and the wind

the constant chime

of nevermore

~Joanna Ashwell

dirty snow

& the complications

of Spider Solitaire

~Patrick Sweeney

discard old skin

emerge from chrysalis

perpetual change

~Olinda Ninolakis

village fair

a doll's dress

catches briar

~Debarati Sen

in my own analog universe

straight through

Abbey Road

~Patrick Sweeney

in the city

a deserted house

gripping nostalgia

~Tejendra Sherchan

bro.ken, vi.vid dreams

 

transparent glue

belongs to you

 

seamless repair

mine to declare

~Suzanne S. Austin-Hill

fairy tale

I eat the wolf

that ate grandma

~M. R. Pelletier

housekeeping carts

long-term tenants air out

at the curb

~M. R. Pelletier

headphones

I help a loudmouth mind

his own business

~M. R. Pelletier

civilization

a well paved road

to self-destruction

~M. R. Pelletier

this mish-mash life I like to call eclectic

~dan smith

if he stubs his toe today, he'll be checking for gangrene in the morning

~Patrick Sweeney

 

 

will there be a body politic when our brains/minds get uploaded

~dan smith

Morning of January 2, 2025

inner octopus

just inked

me out

~Lys Browne

New Year's Day

I wake up facing

my TV

~John J. Dunphy

evening walk

letting go

of the prognosis

~Padma Rajeswari Tata

A hospital like nightqueen

Gets injured milky air by busy drilling.

No green janitor at the playground.

Pants Room No. 3 of the lungs.

Yet is fearless the lamb.

Yonder a hospital like nightqueen

With a nominal green ticket.

~Partha Sarkar

between yes and no she smiles creases

~Vijay Prasad

cloud peaks imposter syndrome

~Joshua St. Claire

strangling the willow tree devil's hair

~Tejendra Sherchan

magnetic monopoles

Wood’s cycad

in cone again

~Joshua St. Claire

winter night garden

where plants and dreams

hibernate

~Jennifer Gurney

prevailing winds

an editor and I exchange

form letters

~Joshua St. Claire

Thank You

A meaningless

 

after-mumble,

 

word chunks

crumble like

feta pieces

falling out

of your mouth.

~Keith Snow

winter night

all my dreams

frozen in place

~Jennifer Gurney

amazing

how a life can change

one email

~Jennifer Gurney

ANOTHER YEAR


Another year of hesitant steps

taken down winding paths to

hazy landscapes, shadowy vistas

colored in grays and darkened mists,

brushed by breezes of indecision,

forced broken strides forward

into an uncertain future.

~Ruth Van Alstine

December 31

suddenly my lap cat's purring

spans two years

~John J. Dunphy

half moon

the cat catching the mouse

I poisoned

~Joshua St. Claire

my cat

heavy on my feet

grounding me

~Jennifer Gurney