Amy Michelle Mosier : Writing

What a brutal sun that assaults the cliffs

What a brutal sun that assaults the cliffs

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


What a brutal sun that assaults the cliffs Where cacti and mescals dare to abide!Here and there, dozens of petroglyphs Decorating the canyon may be es..
I was smote by words

I was smote by words

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


I was smote by wordsAs a soldier with bullets‘Til I harnessed their powerAnd they slight retreated lest I would fire backThen they came for my f..
I see the green of the desert

I see the green of the desert

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


I see the green of the desertThat overcomes the brown -Clinging to ground and water -And with gentle affection -It might reveal some colorLike a yello..
My lover - he feels blank -

My lover - he feels blank -

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


My lover - he feels blank - His personality shows throughThose shades of love and kindness And fears held in check by curfew -Neither brown nor yellow..
Pantoum #1

Pantoum #1

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


I give you a gift of fireflies;They’re all I have to give -Captured by many tries -Given with all my love.They’re all I have to giveTo you..
Would you meet me sometime

Would you meet me sometime

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Would you meet me sometimeAt the space in betweenThe corner of reckless schismAnd the street of broken dreams?I just covet a good word or two -So long..
Often conversation carries

Often conversation carries

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Often conversation carriesUs through the dayFor talking about things isBasic to an allianceYet at other times, we surviveA comfortable presenceWhere t..
Midnight

Midnight

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Seizuring so as if escaping from frightYou awoke suddenly around midnightThen rolled over, meeting my body halfwayBy habit, drew nearer and kissed me ..
You stole me from a castle

You stole me from a castle

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


You stole me from a castleMy defiant vassal.We went butterflyback ridingInto wind that sounded like sighing.They put us down on a hill whenWe felt lik..
Pantoum #2

Pantoum #2

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Sealed with a kiss - Our union is a circle; Love, Laughter, Friendship In motion centripetal. Our union is a circle; That ring of p..