Amy Michelle Mosier : Writing

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.
Pink is the morning sun ablaze.

Pink is the morning sun ablaze.

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Pink is the morning sun ablaze.Gray is the balmy air.Purple is the city’s haze.Brown is the wren’s bleary stare.White is the glistening de..
Oh, joy! at the night sky

Oh, joy! at the night sky

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Oh, joy! at the night skyAnd the wonder it declares.How flirtatious! How they flare -The many stars on high!There's Castor and PolluxAnd Rigel and Bet..
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..