jeannemarie coulter : Writing

CORNISH HENS, WILD RICE, COFFEE AND OJ

CORNISH HENS, WILD RICE, COFFEE AND OJ

A Poem by jeannemarie coulter


CORNISH HENS, WILD RICE, COFFEE AND OJthere is no going back, i have learned this over time...oh we all try;we wander the hallowed halls of memory,dra..
PEEKING FROG SONG

PEEKING FROG SONG

A Poem by jeannemarie coulter


PEEKING FROG SONGearly morningwrapped in grey mist cloudsamber light peeks throughsmilingat small frog lifting his leaf shelterwinking at me through t..
MORNING HALLELUJAH

MORNING HALLELUJAH

A Poem by jeannemarie coulter


MORNING HALLELUJAHmisty rain outsidehuge drips fallingfrom the gazebo roofbeat a soft pattern in the large pottery bowlrain filled in the night ..
GREEK GARDEN DREAMS

GREEK GARDEN DREAMS

A Poem by jeannemarie coulter


GREEK GARDEN DREAMSslippingsilksilent into the warm greek gardenthey lay side to sideresting togetherthey play lavenderliquidamaranthine songs of ambe..
LOST IN THE DARK

LOST IN THE DARK

A Poem by jeannemarie coulter


LOST IN THE DARKlook into darkness,slow sipping the velvet black...we become the dark.
ARE WE BLIND

ARE WE BLIND

A Poem by jeannemarie coulter


ARE WE BLIND"are we blind for a reasonor is it just to make it real”...sweet release...boz scaggschained in frozen blanketsformed of woven blade..
just a note

just a note

A Story by jeannemarie coulter


i have been fighting an opportunistic infection complicated by AIDS, so i have not been reading or writing much...i will try to catch up as soon as i ..
 DRAGON DAYS

DRAGON DAYS

A Poem by jeannemarie coulter


DRAGON DAYSin the high keep where chilling winds sweepacross jagged stone ramparts,and howl through the eroded cliffs and caverns,dragons lay multi-co..
MESSAGE IN THE LIGHTS

MESSAGE IN THE LIGHTS

A Poem by jeannemarie coulter


MESSAGE IN THE LIGHTSwith the northern lights tremblingrose to green across the liquid deep,the light of an angel wings up to heavenwith a message of ..
MORNING AFTER THE SNOW

MORNING AFTER THE SNOW

A Poem by jeannemarie coulter


MORNING AFTER THE SNOWwhile warm breath mist puffs from wide open nostrilsthe spotted horse looks out in wonderat the rime frosted world encountered a..