Poem – Island Metamorphosis

Morning Breath

It’s peaceful now, and what I see
Is calm repose of big palm tree

Oh Mom, I miss you something fierce,An advocate whose love did pierce,Through any doubts, through any lows,And seeds of confidence you sowed. Your words of wit and wisdom bloomed,And never could we then presume,What sentiments you would exhumeFrom deep within your thought-filled rooms. How easy it could have been to brood,But girding you we understoodWasContinue reading “Adieu Sweet Ann”