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Love is many, Water is many

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier

Love is many, Water is manyAnd flows aplentyBut Fire is oneAnd consumes until goneAll but purity.If to each other we belongAnd we’re to stay str..

You want to requite my love;

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier

You want to requite my love; You already have with a ringAnd many years of life So this I command you to bring:A bouquet of chocolate flowers - Each w..

He has a gift little perceived -

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier

He has a gift little perceived - A mind for temperament and thoughts.That he is one of privilege Is both natural and mysterious.Such witchcraft to the..

Last night remains a scent

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier

Last night remains a scent Remembered at slow length -Drawn from the air, lingering about - A secret kept under my breath.The union of your soft lips ..

When long days drag on me

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier

When long days drag on me And my soul cries in the darkThen I speak my prayer in sleight And He slips it into my jar.Prithee - give it wings to fly up..

Every day is a new adventure -

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier

Every day is a new adventure - A new iota, a new gnosis -Search not by the easy standard But see through the eyes of genesis.The more I learn, the mor..

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

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

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 -

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..