Amy Michelle Mosier : Writing

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 loveI lay my head upon your chestTo hear your heartbeat;You are delicately builtBut wonderfully alive.Your skin is like satinDraping acro..
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 unconsolable -But I know of things that foll..
The treetop glimmers outside my window

The treetop glimmers outside my window

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


The treetop glimmers outside my window As light, dancing upon the leaves -Shimmers off each leaf in soft yellow. From afar, my attention is retrievedB..
The Garden of Eden

The Garden of Eden

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Come and find me in this garden; I know not where the hours go.Palm fronds brush against my cheek - Lone toadstool, blush of mallow.They say this is t..
Coming from within a rising hedge

Coming from within a rising hedge

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier


Coming from within a rising hedge Of voluptuous white oleander -I sensed a turmoil; one writhe Seduced better than beforeAnd within the naked boughs O..