Tag Poetry

A Sonnet for my Sister

Going into care was the best heartbreaking option The bird with ruined wings still hopes to fly,But keepers kind have feathered her last nest.Intending well, they turn her from the skyAnd urge her fragile, hollow bones toward rest. There was…

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When Life Is a Waiting Room

Haiku for patience A stimulus check,An appointment for a shot,Independence Day? Where are the markers?What will tell us it’s over?And can we trust that? Like newborn bear cubs,Drawn yet blinded by the lightFlooding our cramped dens, Weary of the darkAnd…

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The Ghosts of Christmas Past

A found poem Image by Oberholster Venita from Pixabay I’ve been thinking a lot about the changing shape of Christmas. No surprise there: this is a Christmas season like none other. This Christmas will be smaller, quieter, and much more contained, for reasons…

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Raging Fires, Choking Air, Tiny Stories

Six-word tales from the burning West One: Lights on at noon in California. Two: That’s not snow falling; that’s ash. Three: Smoke seeps through walls and windows. Four: Nothing says apocalypse like poison skies. Five: Just breathe? Easier said than…

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