poetry Writing

Poetry Maybe. #3

More poetry. Still writing. Hope to fill up at least one notebook this year.

Comments welcome. Sort of. Just be kind. 🙂

bone sister witches

bone sister witches

library home and woods

dangerous whispers, knowing looks

metal trapped minds

ducking under branches into thin air

tacky neighbors peeking

out of dirty kitchen windows

tricky sister witches

deafening wind

six fertile limbs

pick the moon, red or blue

inform your place

library home and woods

raise the branch for all to see

4 comments

  1. Wow, judging from the number of likes, poetry appears to be a more popular subject than music. Interesting poem. I’m picturing a Salem Witch trial, and a community filled with gossiping, suspicious busybodies.

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