as I look through
poetry books
from the last many years
some poets here
some poets there
as I look through
Tag: Poets
poems seen
poems seen
that did not
get written
frost painting
on the side door
late November
late November
warmth of sunlight
on my desk chair
night sky
night sky to sunrise
fragrance of carnations
in the sunroom
reading poetry
reading poetry
my coffee gets cold
guess I made it
for the fragrance
Time of Singing poetry journal
Fall 2016
Autumn Grace
leaves of bleeding hearts
now gold
so do broken hearts mend
so does grief heal
Autumn grace
This poem was a gift. I am grateful to share again here, in large print.
Published by Bell’s Letters Poet, SMILE, and WestWard Quarterly.
collage of colors
collage of colors
and shapes on my shelves
books, journals, and small gifts
