Change Virginia Carraway Stark Do you feel How everything happens Now and then Without Knowing Change just comes Creeping in Pouncing On heavy feet Who knows what is Coming next Never knowing Always growing Hoping That what comes next Is better than the last

Grandmother’s Toy Box Virginia Carraway Stark Mystical Magical toy box With unlimited Possibility Every time a new discovery Little red riding hood Flip her She turns into a wolf Puppets And dolls In handmade dresses and coats Storybook treasures Of pirates and ghosts Lego pieces…

In the Green Virginia Carraway Stark Flutter A rustle A movement And then The chill edge Of the damp June wind Even the afternoons Can be cold Fluttering Rustling Leaves Flash Silver bellies Like fish In the pond of the planet Where currents flout The…

Little Mouse Virginia Carraway Stark Little black teardrop Mouse Brought to the bearer of light Big eyes Of black Ness Eating up Potential with Little chittering teeth Long tail Dark brown fur Fallen to doom In this The thirteenth Of June

Bessburough Road Virginia Carraway Stark On Bessburough road In a little house Of white and blue There lived a grand lady And she was A grand mother too She endured pain And violent abuse And she still found time To give me hugs and kisses…

My Tears Virginia Carraway Stark Pitter patter rain drops Falling this morning With my tears As I hear that you have Left this plane You were always full of love And you A sweet light The mother of my mother You were beautiful Pitter patter…

This Place Virginia Carraway Stark The leaves wave Away the tears And lines on your face They say it’s safe And make this place Paradise even for a day The wheel of fate Is graven here As is each roses thorn And every petal Made…

So Dance Virginia Carraway Stark Dance with me Dear heart The night is still young It’s not even Noon yet The clouds are breaking With every cheer Of bird song The puddles don’t splash Above our ankles So dance with me And sing Because the…

Dear Anna Virginia Carraway Stark Anna what happened To your cricket heart I see your doubt And empty dreams Your decisions poised Ever on a razors edge Of your triplicity You alone I can never trust Your heart is ever changing Your blonde hair Turned…

Moonlight and poetry Virginia Carraway Stark I dreamt I wrote a poem It was stuck in a moonbeam I couldn’t get it out Just gazed at it in longing Thinking That If kisses Were like poetry That could get stuck in moonbeams They would be…