Amy Michelle Mosier : Writing

A swirl of amaretto

A swirl of amaretto

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


A 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..
Many a door, many a door

Many a door, many a door

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Many 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..
Triolet #2

Triolet #2

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Where have all the gentlemen gone?Worldly thoughts have led them astray -Desiring neither love nor brawn.Where? Have all the gentlemen gone?Tho’..
On Havana's white shore -

On Havana's white shore -

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


On Havana's white shore -With each salt-infused whirlThat agitates its border -Every sand is a potential pearl.
Like a sparkling Roman candle -

Like a sparkling Roman candle -

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Like a sparkling Roman candle - Parry’s penstemon dots the canyon.Oh, what deep purple bells! That decorate the trail alongWhere pebblestones we..
April - breezy and demure -

April - breezy and demure -

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


April - breezy and demure -Make yourself at home.I’ve kept some tea warm.Here is a seat of nature -A trunk on which to sit.The birds announced y..
Gentle Earth, I beg of you -

Gentle Earth, I beg of you -

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Gentle Earth, I beg of you �"Whisper to us the first sign of spring.Annul this wintry despairAnd a season of life anew, bring.From the dep..
With a spurn of yellow and a shout -

With a spurn of yellow and a shout -

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


With a spurn of yellow and a shout - A lone Mexican poppyAside the mountain path Caught my meandering eye.How diminutive was its stem And so few were ..
Keep your vigil, whispers of gray -

Keep your vigil, whispers of gray -

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Keep your vigil, whispers of gray -Speak of what I do understand.Assault the evil glare of day;It doesn’t speak for my heart -Rather for the cit..
Our union is stronger than we -

Our union is stronger than we -

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Our union is stronger than we -Measuring twofold -And moves in the world.Prithee, therefore -Take it on with me.