Amy Michelle Mosier : Writing

The mirror is ignorant

The mirror is ignorant

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


The mirror is ignorant Of what I know is the truth:Youth repelling the elements - A smooth face untouched by grief -An expression revealing no thought..
Should malachite bemoan

Should malachite bemoan

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Should malachite bemoanThe diamond's lusterWhen the diamond couldEnvy malachite's color?Does the pearl citeA greater metamorphosisThan that of hematit..
Rondeau #1

Rondeau #1

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


At Wounded Knee, we haunt the hillWhere many moons ago we were killedAs herds of buffalo wax and waneAnd big sky and silence don't profaneBut bless th..
Rondeau #2

Rondeau #2

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


No one will know how brightly she smiledThat it charmed her parents and beguiledThose who loved her near home where she thrivedHow she sang and danced..
Villanelle #1

Villanelle #1

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


In my youth, I remember an innocent timeWhen I dreamt that big dreams would come trueBut all those dreams have since been stolen.Fate is made hard by ..
Villanelle #2

Villanelle #2

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Through this character is learnt:By loneliness and challengeIn the silence of the desert.Only in solitude do trials impartPermanent lessons, not in a ..
God never promised you and I Eden -

God never promised you and I Eden -

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


God never promised you and I Eden -Only thistles, but even a thistleWill grow tall in shaft and be edible.Was that not sufficient for Adam?
Star of Wonder

Star of Wonder

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Star of wonder, star of powerBluest of steel blueIt shines at the midnight hour.More wondrous than RegulusIts eight points burst forthBeautiful and ca..
Bless each palo verde bloom -

Bless each palo verde bloom -

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Bless each palo verde bloom - Those cuplets kissed by the sunMy vision wants to consume That thus have raptured my love.See how they speckle the tree ..
My heart is an empty jardiniere

My heart is an empty jardiniere

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


My heart is an empty jardiniereReceptive to flowers and affection.By your wayward glances, I could swearThere is a festering attractionBut speak up br..