morning chill, midday
swelter, wind-swept dusk, crisp night
stars succumb to rain
morning after road
puddles scar, a reminder
on this journey sought
white. barren. ink sketch.
bursts of lemon drop color
on lush green canvas.
on lush green canvas.
sunset walk with dog
his nose never leaves the ground
I gaze at hushed sky
Summer Notes:
My summer poems are not available on this blog because I'm entering a local poetry contest.
Vine Leaves Literary Journal , where I'm a poetry editor, now comes in a print edition and will be published twice a year.
I received a job offer in July, and I just started my job working as a special education teacher. I'll post when I can.
Happy Labor Day!
