new book hangover more like hang onI clutched her to my pounding chestmost of the day – placed her gentlyon a counterthe tablealways in eyes’ delight sightin arm’s caress hand’s press nowmy heart is bound paperpoetry in fine linenpages aflutter Yesterday was an incredible day! I met my dear publisher Aimee at Gertrude's Writing Room… Continue reading Poem 94 – New Book Hangover & Book Reveal!
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Poem 91 – A Memory Shows Itself
A Memory Shows Itself it was a saturday & I was home aloneI blared Michael Jackson from the expensive stereosystem I wasn’t supposed to touch I dusted & vacuumed clad only in white underpantsI danced like no one was watching except someone wasa stranger walking by in the alley – stopped to stare through the… Continue reading Poem 91 – A Memory Shows Itself
Poem 87 – Storm Chips
Storm chips for Charis in Western Bay, Newfoundland when a storm is coming the furor of nature likes to whip & lashthe dramatic landscapes – the armies of treesthe sassy coastlines the ancient rocks the ghostlybarrens – Western Bay looks like land clawedby a tantruming beast or a nibble out of thelush coast by a… Continue reading Poem 87 – Storm Chips
VANESSA SHIELDS 