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Continue reading →: A Moment by a River“she was quiet in her spirit and seemed to be musing about some things until her dad called her back up and onward down the path.”
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Continue reading →: A Forest Mood“A walk through the woods felt like a scavenger hunt. It is spring in Michigan, and hope is bursting from trees and earth; the promise of the future.”
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Continue reading →: Eduardo’s Wish“Chi Chi sat upon his favorite rock, A banana in his hand, When a little voice he heard Across the yellow sand.”
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Continue reading →: Lifeboat 21Between me and the everlasting sea… Absolution. In drowning waters, I cannot hide… prevented by a saving company. Shelley Rae Bell
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Continue reading →: Out Among Trees“The wind said no. You cannot have the sky and earth. And threw me out amongst the trees”
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Continue reading →: Since ForeverI put the kettle on. (Forever since you loved me) Set the cup and laid the linen. (Forever since you held me) Steeped the leaves and measured honey. (Forever since you kissed me) Sipped my tea and wrote my thoughts. (Since forever, Love, forever)
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Continue reading →: In the Pause
“In the peace dawn – the unveiling of the sun. And the owl’s soft callings sleep. The whippoorwill sings songs at the falling moon.”
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Continue reading →: What time is it?
“Tic Tic the Clock in the back of my head – and the table rocks.”
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Continue reading →: In Flight was Freedom“But I blinked my eyes and truth be told… on wings of gold, in flight was freedom found.”
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Continue reading →: My Hand is on the Lock“I held the blacksmith’s hammer. And tongs when I breathed fire. Placed each bar in tedious fashion. A wartime plan.”
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Continue reading →: Swiss Cheese Barricades
“it may take a while for those degrees to rise when the wall is scarred like wartime erections”
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Continue reading →: When I Stood Still
I stood in the clearing and he looked o’er the edge He said, “Have you food?” (just in my head)
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Continue reading →: Among the Painted Blooms“The weeds have grown, But I stay still Around me, tints of green, and hues of gold.”
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Continue reading →: Buried and Becoming (An Autumn Poem)“Leaves flitter, soft, flutter flies, Then till spring in dark resides.”
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Continue reading →: News for the BeesA Poem if I were a Beekeeper “I treaded with booted feet, down past the stately pines shaking – “hurry, hurry” in their boughs, tell what news… Does sorrow bring you here?”
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Continue reading →: Some Days“My thoughts hide in the way of a bird. a doe’s gaze, the goslings’ education…”
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Continue reading →: Magical Crayons“Remember when I used to write Stories in the corner. Magical crayons displayed With paper for construction Across the plastic table.”
Hello,
I’m Shelley
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