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Amy Michelle Mosier : Writing

What love is this

What love is this

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


What love is this That spellbinds me And keeps me returning To read scripture? Older I will get And wiser I will be 'Til these times..
Our Sun imprints heavy July

Our Sun imprints heavy July

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Our Sun imprints heavy July Upon a crimson sunset. The first star I see in the west Brings with it a cobalt sigh ...
When pillars fail

When pillars fail

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


When pillars fail When walls break My angel can bear The unknown weight. If darkness prevails He comes striving To lead me down trail..
She's so powerful -

She's so powerful -

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


She's so powerful -She moves the air;It doesn't move her.Matter obeys her will.She's so powerful:In Grace and Artistry -In lines of Symmetry -Her eyes..
Poverty is expensive

Poverty is expensive

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Poverty is expensiveTo those already poor -Costing their time, wagesAnd spirit, yet they liveA hopeful porterIn their villages -Subject to elitism.I, ..
Many-hued pubs bid me welcome

Many-hued pubs bid me welcome

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Many-hued pubs bid me welcome As would friends on the streetAnd so does Cromwell Bridge Where long ago we first met.I see the fields where we played A..
My Eyes So Green

My Eyes So Green

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Plumes of peacock -Silver sequins -Halls and faces are aglow.Music resounds -Ev'ry ladyIs dancing around her beau.Where is my friendWho I wish wouldSe..
Christmas Cinquains

Christmas Cinquains

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


There hangs the old presence of Christmas cheerBut the cloak of wintry air keeps me here. Let the others dance While we share romance.Stay close besid..
The cemetery is alive

The cemetery is alive

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


The cemetery is aliveWith freshly cut mums and poinsettias.Gathering people make it even more abuzz.A crisp wind blowsOver each receding blade of gras..
El Capitan - you are a joint

El Capitan - you are a joint

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


El Capitan - you are a joint Within the Sierra NevadasOf punctuated granite - A sentinel of the ages.Sylvestris partition - Beam of silver - or steel ..