Amy Michelle Mosier
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Heaven must be a library -A Poem by Amy Michelle MosierHeaven must be a library - An acquaintance in boredom said -With many open levels that are airy And plush carpet on which to treadWith sliding ladders.. |
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Along the wayA Poem by Amy Michelle MosierAlong the wayBirds whistle a tuneAs if to set a moodBut I know not what to say.The figure slowly thickensIn the distance;My heart beats fast -My gait .. |
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Flowers in the desertA Poem by Amy Michelle MosierFlowers in the desert Vibrantly grow forthIn yellows and purples Despite the salty EarthAnd when I think about How birds can fly at allI am reminded t.. |
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I know a placeA Poem by Amy Michelle MosierI know a placeWhere one can loungeAnd drink a refreshing dewWhere no worry survivesWhere no sounds intrudeWhere angels on its pathwaysAt times may be .. |
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The Elusive LadyA Poem by Amy Michelle MosierThe Moon became quietly jealous One night when I surveyed Venus.The usual glory reserved for her Went to the dancer with Perseus.At first, she passed .. |
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Triolet #1A Poem by Amy Michelle MosierThe Arizona Queen of the Night -She is a most mysterious flower -The one seen dancing in the moonlight.The Arizona Queen of the Night -In a pale gown,.. |
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Rabat is a black pearlA Poem by Amy Michelle MosierRabat is a black pearl Of cellophanic rainbowGazing upon waves that curl And lick a shore little known.Gibraltar is the dock Where it steadfast moors .. |
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A swirl of amarettoA Poem by Amy Michelle MosierA swirl of amarettoRevolves in my coffee -Like a galaxy -Shimmering and slow.Dawn is utterly quiet;Moon beams - thin and long -Cleave to the flooringE.. |
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Many a door, many a doorA Poem by Amy Michelle MosierMany a door, many a doorAlong the complex’s corridor -A symbol meant to welcome -That’s what they’re for.Rows of doors, floor upon f.. |
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Triolet #2A Poem by Amy Michelle MosierWhere have all the gentlemen gone?Worldly thoughts have led them astray -Desiring neither love nor brawn.Where? Have all the gentlemen gone?Tho’.. |