Fall is Coming – Poetry for a Sunday Morning
Garrett, my teenage poet left me a poem this morning. Crisp clear damp air Scent of the water Morning air … Continue reading Fall is Coming – Poetry for a Sunday Morning
Garrett, my teenage poet left me a poem this morning. Crisp clear damp air Scent of the water Morning air … Continue reading Fall is Coming – Poetry for a Sunday Morning
Re-posted and edited from June but still an important message… People won’t admit they read poetry and are moved by … Continue reading A need you dare not admit. Poetry on a Vampire Mom blog? Why? I’ll tell you.