Written for: April 2021 PAD Challenge - Day 29
"Write an evening poem."
I love that interim time before
those violets and roses pull back their doors.
A thread of color 'fore brush of black.
My eyes await the silver splendor
of stars in shapes that always come back.
A clearer time is evening. No lack
of dreams and possibilities
which, at dawn, may start your brand new track.
I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York.
My goal is to create and share poetry with others
who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve
in you, and feel your sparks as well.