This day, the raking raking leaves under the giant maple that dropped themunder a plate of blue sky so blue my blues leftleaving blues leaves falling giant maple roots under medropped thoughts clearing the ruckus of mind mindingthe tender afternoon warmth scarf unwrapped droppedon the peeling porch tender clearings showing age – this autumn day… Continue reading Poem 311 – This day, the raking
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Poem 164 – Believers
believers the maple tree tops are church after massstarlings like kids squealing, their bodies frantic with movementsparrow mothers planning lunch menus, and lazy hours after dishesfeather & fur believers basking in the bliss of communal connectioneverything sings squirrels scamper & scootbluejays pull the soft wind on their pointy tailsrobins are robust in belly and bellowleaves… Continue reading Poem 164 – Believers
VANESSA SHIELDS, writer 