This Kind of Love loving my children is an internal violence.a persistent, profound murderingof all that is not soul-light.my blood moves in sacrificial screamsreleasing the worsts of my fears into thenavy-night skies that yearn for mymy obsessive worry-pain. the stars arethirsty for the slick wound that is forevermourning the loss of these lives from my… Continue reading POEM A DAY – June 26
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Poem 316 – This Child
This Child, for Miller This child’s face is a library of storiesshe leaves me pages of poseson my cell phone to find when I’m weary& in need of the light only she can shine This child’s laughter is a palaceshe leads me to secret rooms filled with treasuresto discover when I’m low in faith& in… Continue reading Poem 316 – This Child
VANESSA SHIELDS 