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Amy Michelle Mosier
Phoenix, AZ
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Poems of Amy Michelle Mosier
A dream is a butterfly
a little frog
A milky-eyed mourning dove
A mist of yellow
a November breeze
A rose gave up her secret
a stalactite gleams
A swirl of amaretto
a white-powdered landscape
After making love
Ample is the rising sun
An inhospitable truth I have
April – breezy and demure –
Bees labor not in vain
Bless each palo verde bloom –
By a gently flowing creek –
Come, graceful brittlebush
Coming from within a rising hedge
Death, to me, is a stranger;
Don’t tell it to the wind
El Capitan - you are a joint
Every day is a new adventure
Flowers in the desert
Forgive me, young dandelion.
Gentle Earth, I beg of you –
Good morning, fair cardinal –
Great and Rugged Pyrenees
Happy eyes need not the sun
He comes around the wall
How capricious it is
How they stop us dead
I have nothing to offer
I was smote by words
I’m envious of the clouds
It was hefted upon a breeze -
Jesus stole him from me;
Just as sleep bested my eyes -
Kalimba notes drift out
Keep your vigil, whispers of gray –
Last night remains a scent
Like a sparkling Roman candle
Like gold of Havilah
Like the Sphinx
Love is many, Water is many
Love is two pairs of footprints
Love Me
Low dust clouds bristled
Many-hued pubs bid me welcome
Midnight
moonlight
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