cloud-mist
tender shoots
a darkening sky
cloud-mist
tender shoots
a darkening sky
warmth envelops my body
I tell myself
it’s time to be good
to who I am
My poem an inebriated body lists to port has been published in Issue 4.1 of The Imagist Literary Magazine. Traverse the page a few scrolls and you’ll find it! Happy Friday and THANK YOU for looking.
table scraps
a crusty parmesan
moths in the willow
While the crew was at work on our new driveway earlier this week, I spied one of the neighbors out for a walk with her toddler grandson. The little guy was propelling himself on a pint-size dump truck. Grandma told me he’s fascinated by all things construction. She sat with him on our lawn waiting for the path to open up and my husband and I enjoyed watching them, arms outstretched, fingers pointing as Grandma was apparently explaining what was happening. I grabbed my cell phone, went outside to visit with her and snapped these photos. It made my day. One of the workers jokingly told him to ‘get to work’. Kids are so awesome!
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