Cinderella’s Takedown   We knew they were wicked, just didn’t know how. Stepmom and two daughters, one big as a sow.   Working with the Department, along with the Prince, I sought their employment to get evidence.   I emptied their chamber pots, cooked, swept…

Michellia Wilson Poetry Half Marathon – Hour 3 of 12 A MEMORY TURNED My spirit moves in a away, A light wind carries me to another time – that time you grabbed me by the waist and with your impish smile, we made memories important…

Island   I think I never saw anything else, I mean, I only saw islands,   Until I saw the sea.   (The dividing-definer of islands; Does an island exist w/o its definition? Does a sound exist if no one hears a tree fall in…

zephyr turns leaves to face heavenward supplicating the god to be gentle

The Joy of Unseen Things Scouring the Northern Lights for a sleigh full of toys and sleeping with assurances of things to come even though no reindeer were spotted Upturning stones to glean their treasures: Coleoptera, Hymenoptera, Orthoptera and rolly-pollies; the ground, full cities; insect-dotted…

Something moves just outside my field of vision, and the ghost of a shadow flits by me. I don’t even believe in ghosts. There’s that stump on our dirt road. Every time I approach the hill, I have to remind myself it isn’t an animal…

An eternal friendship, chosen for you, not by you! Siblings and cousins, in your life to add a colorful hue.   Immature n irrelevant fights in childhood, developing in adulthood into strong loyal bond, bound by blood and sealed with love, in troubled times, they…

Clear night Gold light splashes Spills on my window sill In old buildint where I reside Morning is glorious Notorious New day (Eintou format)

I see that democracy is still awake Puttering about Coffee in hand Eyes full of crust   The neighbors are suspicious Watching it shuffle out the door Grabbing a paper It will never read   It used to make appearances Glamorous and titillating Now the…

How fast does the minutes, seconds and hours pass From your first breath to your last The years fly by before you know And you left wondering where they go   How you go from not being able to stand or walk To learning how…