diving

“I came to explore the wreck. The words are purposes. The words are maps.” – Adrienne Rich   she and i were frightened to come but we came i only know what my body whispers to me and she says to explore the forgotten places…

failure

when the whole point is to finish Something (on time) and you don’t finish you have to find a new point purpose failure holds lots of purpose i’m sure but it’s not the pretty kind with warm hugs and certificates and good job and way…

Poem 24

His heart was bare as day he wore a shirt that was almost grey what a sight to see how is stature was as tall as a green bay tree He looked as if he was lost a steer as if he was all the…

Poem 23

Lost in Nature Lost in Life A fun filled place So magnificent I can hardly breathe the essence takes my breath away. Entreat me not to leave thee Nor for sake thy lush ambiance Embrace your gorgeous candesence I am at a way behind just…

Poem 22

As I wake I can see clearly now all is in sight. All rights reserved copyrighted(c)2017 Roxann A Harvey

Poem 21

The Horizon is lit its like a ball of fire blazing in the morning sky the beauty that shines is so awesome its like a diamond in the sky. All rights reserved copyrighted(c)2017 Roxann A Harvey

Poem 20

Moments of laughter moments of fun running wild in the Caribbean sun fruits in season guineap, mangoes, apples and plum Summer time is here lets enjoy the fun Rivers, beaches, sun and sand Springs, blue holes flowing from the lush green mountains so plain to…

Macedonia – Prompt 24

The streets are chilly I can tell from the steam coming from Lake Ohrid Still, as I get out of bed, I can pictures its teal depths and its silvery rocks underneath, I decide to wear shorts and walk to lake’s edge with breakfast apple…

Poem 17

Need not a visibility check things seem so our of check Look no further here I am said reality I am just a steer away. Fountains flow Rivers flow not just sit back relax and enjoy the glow All rights reserved copyrighted(c)2017 Roxann A Harvey

Bandit

You’re the first dog I ever loved deeply, that I ever clung to. Long thick fur the color of coffee with cream, tail curled and fanning out behind you– your plumage– dark chocolate mask, faded muzzle. I don’t remember who named you. My last memory…