Perhaps stories are spirits
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Stories are Spirits
Perhaps stories are spirits
that live in our world. Continue reading
Category Archives: Poetry
Sandy Treasures
Sandy treasures are
tossed by storms
like living toys. Continue reading
In the PINK
When my spirits sink,
I give a saucy wink
and don’t overthink,
because soon enough —
I’ll be in the pink. Continue reading
Heyday’s Past
The heyday’s passed
and cracks have drained
the party’s life blood,
but one last fountain
plays a Bessie Smith solo: Continue reading
Fairy Carport
Would a fairy drive a car
shaped like a cedar branch
with green needle fenders?
Maybe a maple leaf flying carpet?
I’d want a Japanese model,
red and sporty, Continue reading
Water Nymph
still maiden
sentinel spruces enfold
green glen, act three Continue reading
To a Winged Moth
Moving between worlds,
egg to leaf,
leaf to stone,
stone to leaf,
leaf to tree,
caterpillar to cocoon. Continue reading
Goodbye, Summer
Goodbye, summer.
Goodbye, beach. Continue reading
Iris Giants
My garden is peopled
with bearded giants,
purple, plump, and
peppered with gold dust. Continue reading
The Queen’s Snow
Seedbud achieves perfection in her photography and three lines of observation. Enjoy and have a great week!
Take Me Home, Country Road
Wheels crunching gravel,
we ventured off paved roads
to find our hearts beat
in the wild places Continue reading
Ode to Gold
The Olympic dream is one
that bites young and grown. Continue reading
Friendly Fairy Tales 