I danced with a bumble bee unwittingly
during my afternoon walk
very carefully.
Saturday, April 29, 2023
(I danced with a bumble bee unwittingly)
Tuesday, April 11, 2023
(My heart feels like a)
My heart feels like a
cavernous chamber housing
only broken glass.
Labels:
Family Poems,
Grief Poems,
Haiku,
Relationship Poems
Friday, April 07, 2023
Poached by an Egg
Finished the last of
the hard-boiled eggs
this morning and
stabbed my thumb --
the shell shards
actually drawing blood.
I never knew
Easter eggs could
be so violent.
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