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Author: Vanessa Shields
Writer. Mother. Lover.
Poem 212 – Tell me
Tell Me everywhere I lookthings I lovesounds of lifeslipping into my ears nestingthis extended arm of homean outdoor sanctuary dottedwith purple-lipped bloomslavender dries to perfectionbits of Paris bend into flower potsbook covers coffee mugssteaming with comfort the maple trees are fat greenheads – leaves luxuriating lengtheninglike covid hair uncut for monthsbeautifully disheveled in the distance… Continue reading Poem 212 – Tell me
Poem 211 – How the day gets away
How the day gets away A quick conversation ebbs into an ocean of discoveriesAn eye rest becomes a deep sleep under an afternoon sky blanket A bite gathers courses and expands into dessertA coincidental run-in unfolds into a magical meant-to-be An email response thunders into a manifestoA direct drive corners into a dynamic detour Words… Continue reading Poem 211 – How the day gets away
