book of poems

During the pandemic actually before I started writing a book-originally a chapbook. It was an interesting year for many- I started writing poetry before graduate school(2017) but developed a writing habit while in school. I have read poems at the art museum while being involved in local writing groups. Decided to self-publish a book of…

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head in the clouds

I shall never see a poem as  thirsty as a flower that opens her petals and drinks the morning dew. The purple petals perpetuate the clouds. there is something soulful about the petals furrows opening. Spring in the southeast U.S. Picture credit: Unsplash Posted this one again.

Make a Wish.

The spring rain droplets swirl across dandelions, yellow+white. Florets accompany your bloom top. I reach down pick the dandelion. One, two, three I blow the seeded flower, it catches the breeze. I was walking on the local hiking trail. photo by: Rafaul Souza(Unsplash)

Unravel.Hold.

Allow the seam of your purple jeans to unravel. Each tangle to fall from the interior seat of your pants. Pick them up off the smooth oak wood floor. Reach into your back pocket. Pull out the compass that grandma placed inside. Sit still and listen into the cochlea. I hear. Turn a tune. Paint…

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