rocky mountain sunsets
ice water mirror
daring to see her
so far away
playing the ocean
between my fingers
if to love her
how easy it could have been
such a sin
just lovin' her
just for a moment
it was easier
then dreaming her
under a still light
until
midnight cold wind
tearing open my tent's
flaps
silence cutting my soul
sea shell warmth
falling
shattering
against rock and ice wind
of morning
rising sun warming
empty fingers
summer warning
singing
high mountain rocky rhyme
From Rocky Mountain high to the seashore with the winds' icy fingers grasping at your love of her, it seemed a bit incongruous, unless you were on the road.
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
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This book is a limited edition, and copies are hand numbered. It will NOT be available through Amazon or other distributors. You must purchase it directly from the author or from this site. It is hard-back (not the spiral bind seen
From First Love to its destructive end and on to new beginnings, Mary Angela Nangini's poems explore the birth and death of a relationship. The powerful poems are presented in two parts with an introduction to her next book My Ontario Beautiful. (Th
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Jane
Ron
'sea shell warmth'...a perfect description...
I love this piece of writing...
Diana...