My dog, Snowball, passed away Sunday, August 4th, 2019. I’m dedicating this poem to his memory.
My mother came up with this poem, in observance of the number of times the Earth has revolved around the sun since her birth. She
A poem, constructed from three quatrains, about the diamond-like qualities in all of us.
A silly little bit of dark humor spun from a night of insomnia. Read with caution!
This is from a dream I had on Friday, July 5th, 2019. I had to share it!
A poem about the New Moon in Cancer – July 2019