We Survived and Arrived – Now as Warriors We Thrive
Photograph and poem by Joni Caggiano September 8, 2021 red hat on an arrogant rooster crowingcrickets frantically rub spiny legs spinning talesturtles crawl along like tourists with too much baggageblue jays sneak seeds released by a pair of artistic squirrelstwin milkweed plants sigh, missing the fading monarch caterpillarsyellow jackets stinging lawnmowers, confused in an insect […]
Read More No One Is Noticingwithin vaporous evenings, I walk many placespeering at menacing eyes of half faces unmuzzled are voices that scream at the nightpeeling my skin in search of what’s right times resembling a tainted vicious algae bloomwicked demons escaping from their tomb the full armor of God is my comfort and shieldmy soul sanguine as a fertile […]
Read More God’s Armorblood drips from my heartmy silk gown grows thornsblinded by yellow from the start drowning in my own skinflowers grow from fingersa vase of emotions growing thin angry at God, I fall downanother day lily dies slowtears become an ocean of sound my cart is deep with painbrands of scentless sorrownaked, I await the cleansing […]
Read More Cleansing Rainfalling like grand flakes of golden paper are the leaves from my bodysinging, a playful gust of wind takes my yellow dressing to the soilvenerating the glory of my clapping in harmony with nature’s voiceageless limbs stretch out, grasping the sun’s rays, bringing me lifefertile like the human that watches me from her floating windowsillI […]
Read More Sacrifice of a Glorious LifeThis poem is dedicated to all the people that are alone that I know, love and pray for on WordPress and the world. This is a difficult time for everyone but those who don’t have family or friends that visit are lonely – take a chance guys and gals! I dedicate this poem to John […]
Read More The Lonely Widowerlooks that peel my painful, prickled skin slowly off my bodystepping on me as if I were a small stone beneath the dirtbarely enough of a bother to remove this insignificant gritlost in the Atacama desert riding a llama who talks of my fatethere is a storm of grave proportion in Chile’s parched desertwithin a […]
Read More Atacama Bloomsseagulls glide, splitting the air into fragments of glass, as memories, giving birtheffortlessly, like angels fluff their feathers when flying above vast mother earth heartbeats heard in tiny hummingbirds, melodic with the song of the oak treesripen fruit, beckons the fowl, in the light of the sun, as red daylilies bring bees anoles […]
Read More Respite for NatureMy dear friend Janette is a photographer who spends her days in the solitude of the great outdoors. Janette likes to spend time with her husband at their cabin in Montana where they can enjoy the beauty God supplies. She takes her camera and dog, Zeke, with her everywhere she goes. I hope you enjoy […]
Read More Featured Photographer Janette SandeHappy Saturday, Beautiful People! This was so fun! One of my dear, AMAZING poet friends, Joni, (along with her lovely husband, Scott!) and I read … couple of chicks sittin’ ’round readin’!
Read More couple of chicks sittin’ ’round readin’!My New Poem Revisiting a Sanctuary for a Child Who Found her Freedom thin and wrinkled, like stiff branches, I see my armsshaking now as does the fledging before its first flightcarefully sitting down under the same old favorite oakmy heart like a beacon holding on forever to this momentlooking out on brownish waters […]
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