EACH DAY A NEW WORD / EACH DAY A NEW PIECE -
ON HIATUS. It has been over five years of writing a daily poem and I needed a bit of a break. I'm not sure what the next step for this project will be. In the meantime, I am reviewing the poems written to compile into a new anthology. Thank you for joining me on this journey and enjoy the poetry.
Sunday, February 14, 2016
canoodle
forgotten feelings
blush and bloom
like teenagers canoodling
under bleachers
in fingers intertwined
kisses sweet like wine
heady and forbidden
unbidden like crashers
at a party
I never knew I held
until I beheld
that cheeky grin
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