The Weight On My Heart Today four years ago todayI was poem-high, love-beathaving spent the day (andthe day before) writingpoetry on demand atart in the park. it wasone of the best days.one of my best days.I was filled with exultationlaughter, awe at thesize of it all: the peoplethe sales, the volunteersthe smiles, the magic inthe… Continue reading POEM A DAY – June 7
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Poem 225 – Eight Ball
Eight Ball on a whimI palm the magiceight ballask: will I everget an agent? the rush of hot hopethe tightening of desperationmakes my torso smaller blue bubbled liquidreveals the whitepyramid of magicin the smallwindow ofthe ball’s belly: FOCUS & ASK AGAIN
VANESSA SHIELDS 