Attraction
The moon and the mount
coyly glance at each other
and blush the sky pink.
Lorie Ann Grover, 2014
Showing posts with label moon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moon. Show all posts
Saturday, July 19, 2014
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
Thursday, March 21, 2013
Poetry Friday: You Steampunk Me
You Steampunk Me
Your steam-powered
sidecar, shoots me to the moon
on nitrous love beams.
Lorie Ann Grover, 2013
This most awesome bike was parked outside my gym last fall. Bravo, visionary!
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Poetry Friday: Cratered Hope
Cratered Hope
Across the black hill,
a wisp of moon cracks charcoal
darkness and gleams hope.
Lorie Ann Grover, 2012
Friday, October 22, 2010
Friday, January 30, 2009
Poetry Friday: Playful
So, I'm working on a poetry collection for a hotel in Cancun. Woohoo! In the rough draft is this:
Playful
The moon plays
hopscotch over the waves,
hide and seek
in the fluttering curtains,
and tags my daughter's cheek
with a glimmering kiss.
Lorie Ann Grover, 2009
The moon plays
hopscotch over the waves,
hide and seek
in the fluttering curtains,
and tags my daughter's cheek
with a glimmering kiss.
Lorie Ann Grover, 2009
Hm. I should have posted this at readertotz! Catch the full Poetry Friday roundup at Adventures in Daily Living.
Now back to writing more Cancun poetry after I turn the heat up.
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