A friend's daughter had her 16th birthday yesterday. I stuffed this in the birthday card.
TO ELIZABETH
Tall, lithe, fair, and graceful,
Braided hair and prairie dresses,
Fifteen going on sixteen,
Caught in the moment
Between girl and young woman
Like a butterfly
Emerging from her cocoon.
And her smile, enigmatic,
A Mona Lisa smile,
Hints of secrets
She shares only with God.
Each person is but a grain of sand resting beside the sea. This thought sets the tone for Jill Eisnaugle’s latest poetry collection, Beside Still Waters.
David Hightower’s lyrically expansive meditation on the whims of fate and the unpredictability of the human condition fill the pages of THE HANGING MAN DREAMS with thrilling music and mesmerizing imagery. Hightower’s richly infused voice echoes the e
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
Kathy J Parenteau
Elizabeth will cherish your thoughts about her.
Ron
Makes me want to sing…
Chippery-chick, cha-la, cha-la
Chip-a-la romey in a bananika
Bollika, wollika, can't you see
Chippery chick is me!
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