Amy Michelle Mosier : Writing

So that you shall be blessed

So that you shall be blessed

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


So that you shall be blessedI pray more than you are awareFor you because you areA friend of many friends.May age not break your stride.Remember all o..
See there marches Orion

See there marches Orion

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


See there marches Orion With Sirius close at his feetTarrying not long in the air To begin the midnight hunt.His quickened breath congeals - His boots..
Triolet #3

Triolet #3

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


For the favor of people and greedI will not bring shame to my namesake.A believer's crown, they don't esteem;For the favor of people and greedThey lie..
Love Me

Love Me

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Love me tender, love me strong.Love me with wine and songOn a hillside all the day long.Love me with a joke or twoWith stories of people you knew.Love..
I am your enthusiasm

I am your enthusiasm

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


I am your enthusiasmThat helps you learn a new thing.I am your hand mirrorBeholding you on a bright morning.I am your sandalsThat caress your soft sol..
As empty as the future

As empty as the future

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


As empty as the futureSo is a soaked pageWhose ink has run off.I hope to be the author;A new and boundless decadeAwaits my pen's touch.
By a gently flowing creek -

By a gently flowing creek -

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


By a gently flowing creek - I saw a swallowtail flutterAbout my head, as though meek - And land softer than a feather.He was large enough, I swear - T..
A milky-eyed mourning dove

A milky-eyed mourning dove

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


A milky-eyed mourning doveSat upon a tombstone - tacit -Inside the grounds of St. FrancisTo admire a cache betroved.A sentinel's duty - it bears -Not ..
After making love -

After making love -

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


After making love -I lay my head upon your chestTo hear your heartbeat;You are delicately builtBut wonderfully alive.Your skin is like satinDraping ac..
To a stranger who has died -

To a stranger who has died -

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


To a stranger who has died - Money is nontransferable;That the Egyptians tried - The kings - they're unconsolableBut I know some things that follow: A..