1770 August 13, 2020August 13, 2020 angie werrenpoetry1 Comment every timeI look outside —that yellow butterfy day 85 1770
1769 May 20, 2020 angie werrenpoetryLeave a comment bars reopen —the crow fliesabove it all day 66 1769
1768 May 16, 2020 angie werrenpoetryLeave a comment tree frogs —I give up trying to decidewhere I am day 62 1768
1767 May 9, 2020May 9, 2020 angie werrenpoetryLeave a comment at the edge of hopethe weight of asigh day 55 1767
1766 May 6, 2020May 6, 2020 angie werrenpoetry1 Comment rain will come —solitude has its ownrhythm day 52 1766
1765 April 16, 2020April 16, 2020 angie werrenpoetryLeave a comment grocery pickup —a mask-less associatetells me to be safe day 32 1765
1764 April 10, 2020 angie werrenpoetryLeave a comment endless hours —I ask alexawhat day this is day 26 1764
1762 April 5, 2020April 5, 2020 angie werrenpoetryLeave a comment spring grasses —only stray cats wanderinto my yard day 21 1762
1761 April 4, 2020 angie werrenpoetryLeave a comment isolated —I’ve never heardso many birds day 20 1761
