By Mike Turner Dark night slowly lifts towards dawn Jet black skies shade to deep blue Gently, morning’s coming on Fleecy clouds reflect sun’s hue Sweet dew lies upon the grass Birdsong fills expanding air Sunlight grows as shadows pass Leaves rustle in breezes fair And as awakening from a dream You sense the world … Continue reading Morning

Three Poems by Alyssa Trivett

Your Porch   I recall an evening, one Fall, on the way back to my metal box, I spotted the opossum and stopped, didn’t even have a chance to think of a proper Baby Book name from  nineteen eighty five to christen it with, due to stage fright. God, how I miss those nights  on … Continue reading Three Poems by Alyssa Trivett