Lydia Blackwell : Writing

making a big deal of it

making a big deal of it

A Poem by Lydia Blackwell


A small breath of dawn creates shadows,hiding the earth in it's cave-still tomb.Daylight remainsa shimmering whisper among the clouds.I notice your go..
for my mother

for my mother

A Poem by Lydia Blackwell


I wrote this a few years ago, while my mother was still living. It was written in first person, as if I was her. Just trying to think of how she must ..
November

November

A Poem by Lydia Blackwell


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Gone

Gone

A Poem by Lydia Blackwell


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I am

I am

A Poem by Lydia Blackwell


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songbird

songbird

A Poem by Lydia Blackwell


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