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Read some of my poems below:
Feather Duster Feet
(Barnacles)
When tide is low, we close up tight
like clumps of chalk - dry and white.
When tide is high, we come alive.
Our feasting starts as waves arrive.
Attached headfirst to shoreline rocks,
we feed with feet - no shoes or socks.
Our feather duster feet will sweep
for tasty morsels from the deep.
I Reach for the Night
With a sweep
of my arm,
I reach for the night
to pull
it down close
as I slip into sleep.
It encircles
my limbs,
my face and my feet
with its shimmering
blanket
of blackberry velvet—
embroidered
with threads
of glimmering gems.
Each whispering jewel
serenades
with a lullaby:
dream . . .
dream . . .
dream . . .
Seed of Peace
What if seeds of peace
grew like weeds:
persistent,
hardy,
resilient?
We’d pull the tops,
but the roots would stay:
spreading,
quiet,
insistent.
We might forget them . . .
until they sprouted again.
What if pesticides were outlawed
or non-existent?
The warmth of a smile,
the nurture of time
would be all it takes:
asters,
daisies,
lavender.
What a welcome invader
peace would be.