Written for: The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #601
Words: life, skeletons, listening, wandering, knees, want,
dream, suffering, promise, call, block, dreams
Listen, and I will
regale you with tales
of suffering skeletons,
their wants and needs.
They had promise during
life, but now they wander,
knees clicking as
they pass a stream,
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.
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