The hours (a poem cycle) 20, 21, 22 Overnight
I wrote about ten And eleven And midnight But I seldom see those hours on the clock’s face I fall Continue reading
I wrote about ten And eleven And midnight But I seldom see those hours on the clock’s face I fall Continue reading
By midnight The sleep setting Has shut off the clock And it’s quiet Except For the locusts Who chirp and Continue reading
At eleven at night the lights are out And there’s no one on the street So I think you’ve probably Continue reading
1. Rain A juvenile robin With freckles on her breast Sits by herself On my garden wall Wondering what’s best— Continue reading
Opening windows on a quiet rainy day lets the beauty in for #RonovanWrites’s weekly prompt
I crawl up Knee over knee Onto the new mattress So far off the ground That I worry about tumbling Continue reading
Just walk through a forest And tell me what you see The pinnacle of evolution Isn’t Man, it’s Tree for Continue reading
Almost 9 Third glass of wine Vacation time