inside my solitude an aspen forestleaves shimmeringin a wise wind. alake, clear, crispwater that delightsmy skin to gratitude.cicada’s songsweaving the tapestryof a new dream thatdoesn’t fear time orloss or pain. a pinkball sun. a cloud-clothed moon. mytrue love. our children.our dogs. our eternity. inside my solitude:haloed hope.
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POEM A DAY – August 10
poem for this muggy evening my mind is a moundof un-mystery, of un-making. the singularityof voices crams intoa soft bend behindmy ears causing a humthat relieves my frayednerves into smooth stasis.I am quilted in quiet.
POEM A DAY – AUGUST 9
Maps IV For N he sutures the rip in our map-tapestry with his tonguethe way his soft white beard emotes makes me swoonthis compass always points Us so when we veerindependentthe latitudes lead heart-forth& the starry sky flips, falls on our naked time has no place in this legendlove atlas-es, outlasts each body& yet, we… Continue reading POEM A DAY – AUGUST 9
VANESSA SHIELDS 