My New Publication in The Tiny Seed Literary Journal

  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…

Three New Poems on I Write Her – The Short of It

Nature Changes  Hearts of love hang by spider silk, painting the rust-colored leaves,shedding old clothes as dying flowers bid goodbye to bees.Impatient is the fall wind, causing green to intermingle with the color brown.We are watching the movement of the last squirrels digging holes in the ground.Kisses fall from the sky from migrating birds as…