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Day 13 Advent Calendar Poetry in Motion Thirsty shores quenched by laughing, lapping waves. Sky wrinkled from a long night’s work. Dark clouds, weighty cloaks, revealing pockets full of mystery. Against the somber waters, wings of hope appear overhead and her eyes can...
Morning Thirst
Trees shed evening rain silver beads in morning light. Who expected jewels from the sky? Not I. If I stood beneath, unfurled my fingers, I could reach out and catch a drop or two. But from my perch I’ll watch and view nature’s work revealed in hues of green and see...
The Pumpkins Are Going to Make It
I think the pumpkins are going to make it this year. There must be enough in the neighborhood to keep the squirrels eating courses, traveling from house to house like we’ve always wanted to do ourselves: first course at Winnie’s, second at Connelly’s , third at...