If the world Is a July moon, and overspills orange slices of sun. I’d take a picture and give it to you. (July 4th, I took the picture)
Tag: Poetry.
June
I drive in the dim lights at night cloud of droplets hover in the high beam lights, on a June night. Stretch my arm outside the window feel the dampness between my fingers, as coconut scent gives way to the beach. Summer (picture credit, Pexels)
Valentine’s Day
A Valentine’s Note, The sun shines on newly dewy ground, lights the world rosy pink with the gray- blue buildings, in the warm wind of winter. Wishing for snowfall and the snowflakes that someone could press them like a book of flowers. Happy Valentine’s Day. The picture is from a few years ago in a…
wildflower
Here is Wildflower published in my book, Lotus Bloom, available on Amazon.com.
end of summer
there is a mist of summer dew where I double park in a jeep. the salt water smell exposes the air. faded lines are against the concrete parking lot, where i find someone seated on an orange folded towel, waiting in their parking spot/ as if it is the end of summer/ some kind of…
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…
Holli Terrell-Cavalluzzi 