Mourning in the MorningInspired by Paula McLain’s Skylark, pgs 116-118 I mourn for the woman birthing a breech baby in the cellar as war-sirens scream under her. A woman birthing makes sounds only a birthing woman makes, and in a cellar as war-sirens scream, the echoes of these sounds braid like new friends in a… Continue reading POEM A DAY – June 11
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Poem 354 – Things
Things I didn’t do All The Things:answer the emailsrespond to the textsmake the phone callsfold the clothesexercisebreathe I just didn’t do All The Thingsbut I did do Some Things& there were tears & laughterthere was fear & long embracesunder the fog-hipped waning Moon Now, I sit with Guiltwe're writing this poemtogether because sheis part of… Continue reading Poem 354 – Things
Poem 174 – Haiku for a busy day
Haiku for a busy day From breath to breath foldInto moment’s precious notesChoose Now’s melody
VANESSA SHIELDS 