On Writing

Poem 29 – Golden

Vanessa Shields

Golden

friday morning  s l i d e
into the wet mouth of trumpet jazz
close my eyes
blow a kiss to the smooth blue sky
nod to the sun shining her golden best

feel my heart 
D 
   R 
      I
        P
to my hip
for today’s
ride

Published by Vanessa Shields

Writer. Mother. Lover.

2 thoughts on “Poem 29 – Golden”

  1. sounds like this is going to be a good day V

    love it…

    Charis

    On Fri, 29 Jan 2021 at 10:23, VANESSA SHIELDS, writer wrote:

    > Vanessa Shields posted: ” Golden friday morning s l i d einto the wet > mouth of trumpet jazzclose my eyesblow a kiss to the smooth blue skynod to > the sun shining her golden best feel my heart D R I Pto my > hipfor today’sride ” >

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