Amy Craig Beasley : Writing

on becoming civilized

on becoming civilized

A Poem by Amy Craig Beasley


just the other day, my son made the comment that I was getting too civilized ~ this poem came to me when I was thinking about his observations ~
Three Weird Sisters

Three Weird Sisters

A Poem by Amy Craig Beasley


Can the fates be fated? Thinking about the next chapter in a book I am writing ...
ode to the dog moon

ode to the dog moon

A Poem by Amy Craig Beasley


the moon this month is called the dog moon by some - this poem is for that moon.

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