linen dress at the second-hand store calls to melike a lullabya light-bluesky sighyearningfor my skin I give in who doesn’tlove a lullaby?a yearning?
Author: Vanessa Shields
Writer. Mother. Lover.
POEM A DAY – August 12 & Goderich & More
Today, it’s like this my soul piece is a new moonI can’t see it but it’s thereglorious, abundant in space & shape& I (what I mean is: my body) amtethered to it, like a string to a balloonor kite, yes, let’s go with kitea kite moon, & it’s moving rapidlyacross the soggy-grey sky & I’mstrungout,… Continue reading POEM A DAY – August 12 & Goderich & More
POEM A DAY – August 11
inside my solitude an aspen forestleaves shimmeringin a wise wind. alake, clear, crispwater that delightsmy skin to gratitude.cicada’s songsweaving the tapestryof a new dream thatdoesn’t fear time orloss or pain. a pinkball sun. a cloud-clothed moon. mytrue love. our children.our dogs. our eternity. inside my solitude:haloed hope.
VANESSA SHIELDS 