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How they stop us dead

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier

How they stop us deadWith a look of shame -Not knowing that whatWe have is from God.Love's mystery,Who can fully explain?They would prefer to hateWith..

Let us drink in the sunshine

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier

Let us drink in the sunshineFrom a cup of globe mallowAs would one of palatinePrivilege beside God’s throne.Here’s to another springtime.H..

Don’t tell it to the wind

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier

Don’t tell it to the windTo be blown away as vaporOr share it with a gossiperAs fragile as a dandelion.Don’t speak of it on the mountainto..

I believe in charity -

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier

I believe in charity -Simple but profound -Joy made compound -Spurred momentarily.One act - hand to hand -Across the bridge -Is one’s privilegeF..

A dream is a butterfly

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier

A dream is a butterflyFresh from the cocoonThat is realized and soonFlutters up into the skyOr faltering, goes astrayIs suddenly killedWhile young sti..

Sweat is the other garment

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier

Sweat is the other garment You wear in the desertWhen the only water is in the cactus And all but the flies are inertBut a cool layer of sweat Is a hi..

City lights, city lights -

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier

City lights, city lights -Look at all the city lights!Some are red, some are blue -Some light up a roof -Such are our summer nights.A therapeutic wind..

My spirit cannot be bridled

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier

My spirit cannot be bridled For it is as wild as fire -As innocent as a child And in secrecy, has desires.My body cannot contain it - No, because of h..

An inhospitable truth I have

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier

An inhospitable truth I have To carry throughout my lifeThat must stay buried in my heart - What a terrible truth!It dances on my tongue When I feel s..

A profusion of great heat

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier

A profusion of great heat Rose up and oppressed my mind.So few were signs of retreat It stifled an alarm seldom heard.Philosophy says the mind And bod..